Beloved Wife

She For your coming softly that I still resounds in me like thunder, for that you give me and and that I have not taken back, for forgiveness that I’m with you and I’m not, for the words, sometimes saved for your caress, that you not save, for the strength, which merged with me, when you was most powerless, because of this, it was in my name named and your bad, and your nice hour, on your...

March 13th, 2014 by lz3ai