In the midst of golden dusk, my fingers entwined in yours, head resting on nook of your arm, breathing your fragrance, intoxicated, I find myself… all over again!
Dear Love, If I were a tear in your eye, I would roll down onto your lips, But if you were a tear in my eye I would never cry as I would be afraid to lose you!
In the midst of golden dusk, my fingers entwined in yours, head resting on nook of your arm, breathing your fragrance, intoxicated, I find myself… all over again!
Dear Love, If I were a tear in your eye, I would roll down onto your lips, But if you were a tear in my eye I would never cry as I would be afraid to lose you!
