My dreams are ever so sweet,
When you are, in them.
Mine to hold,
Mine to keep.
YOU ARE READING
The Ink Spilling From My Pen ✔
شِعر* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The ink that spilled out of my pen formed these poetry. * ** * * * * * * * * * * ** ** * * ** * * ** * ** ** *** ** * * ** * * ** A random poetry collection that spill...
