sour words
I recall, early spring
you never let me buy you a ring
so how can you wear his with so much pride?
any word you have said to me was born more than my stupid sonnets will ever grow to be
they used to remind me of my dear beloved sea...
you never let me buy you a ring
so how can you wear his with so much pride?
any word you have said to me was born more than my stupid sonnets will ever grow to be
they used to remind me of my dear beloved sea...