Take me on a walk
In the most golden of hours
Let me take your picture
While your hair is full of flowers
Let me love you bathed in sunset
As the daylight breathes its last
And let me keep you from the upset
Until our time is past.
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Today I walked the puppy home just as the light turned golden, and dammit I thought of you.
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Innerworkings of a Struggling Mind
RomanceThis is sort of just a poetic rant story. Cover art from an unsourced We Heart It picture. If the cover art is yours and you would like me to remove it, just shoot me a message.
