Two heads caressing on a cool fluff,
swimming in the reserves of your brown eyes is enough.
Intertwined auras, mingled flesh.
By fate’s delicate hand, we were made to mesh.
All my worries and fears cease,
as my mind has finally found peace.
Two heads caressing on a cool fluff,
swimming in the reserves of your brown eyes is enough.
Intertwined auras, mingled flesh.
By fate’s delicate hand, we were made to mesh.
All my worries and fears cease,
as my mind has finally found peace.
Milam's Musings 