while your gone listening to the quiet hush of silence which cannot be enjoyed in your absence I wish for your voice as coming attractions. My name loves to be pronounced by your lips. I settle for the repetition of your trademark smile in my favorite photo. Our song reminds me of how close a man... Sign in to see full entry.
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