You baked my cakes
Picked a flower
You bit at my flesh
During those hours
I got shy
You went for a run
Painted your portrait
Out in the sun
Then
You baked my cakes
Picked a flower
You bit at my flesh
During those hours
I got shy
You went for a run
Painted your portrait
Out in the sun
Jessica Tremp, 7 months ago
beautiful katie
Lys •, 7 months ago
so flitting…so summery, lovely
bellmusker, 3 months ago
Short and sweet, with a sharp little aftertaste. Lovely.