Drift (Draft)
I can’t help it
Sometimes I drift away
From the words the gently blow
Out from his beautiful pink lips.
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I go into another world
Somewhere beautiful
Where the sun blesses my complexion
And where plants are as healthy and alive
•
Just as the creatures cohabiting this...
Sometimes I drift away
From the words the gently blow
Out from his beautiful pink lips.
•
I go into another world
Somewhere beautiful
Where the sun blesses my complexion
And where plants are as healthy and alive
•
Just as the creatures cohabiting this...