Pale cream lips stained with flower dew
Your beauty so blinding that my spectacles cannot fix my sight as I gaze upon your view
I would aline the stars as a staircase to the heavens to show my admire for you
But no amount of stars can reach my emotions
Stars
Pale cream lips stained with flower dew
Your beauty so blinding that my spectacles cannot fix my sight as I gaze upon your view
I would aline the stars as a staircase to the heavens to show my admire for you
But no amount of stars can reach my emotions