writing poems
singing songs
all dedicated to
the same person since 1902
afraid to tell my feelings
but getting hurt to see her crying
when should i tell her
that i wanna be her lover?
the day has come
to confess my love
but it turns out
she loves someone else
YOU ARE READING
Parfume: Smells of Pleasure
PoetryHer moans of pleasure is like the sweet voice of the nightingale.
