Let's cuddle in this cold weather. I don't mind even in the hottest days. The difference is that, I play with your hair til you fall asleep. And if I ever had troubles sleeping, you play with my eyebrows that weirdly enough; calms me.
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100 Tula Para Kay Sam
PoetryCompilations of my old and new proses. Happy birthday, sweetie.
Prose #72
Let's cuddle in this cold weather. I don't mind even in the hottest days. The difference is that, I play with your hair til you fall asleep. And if I ever had troubles sleeping, you play with my eyebrows that weirdly enough; calms me.