January 11, 2024. 3:58 PM
As he looks out the window, a sweet breeze kisses his nose. The honey dipped love of his enamoured travels miles and miles, crossing borders and enemy lines just to have a little taste of soft cotton candy cheeks.
Although separated in flesh, they remain together in spirit. Tumultuous war times have not been easy on anyone.
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PoetryCollection of old and new written pieces from my notebooks.-IssyVaal
