Her hair fell in soft cascading waves. She had the kind of hair guys wanted to run their fingers through as they kissed her till the end of the world.
And that's exactly what he wanted to do.
29.11.15
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The little things
PoetryThis is compilation of little poetry things. Highest in poetry (what's hot) #52 #8 in poetry undiscovered/up and coming Contains strong language. © all rights reserved If you find these poems have been copied or translated without my permission or c...
