Jul 2017
There was a swaying moonlight
the night I was drunk on your kiss.
You lifted my soul to the sky,
yet,
what happened to the denim jacket I gave you?
the night I was drunk on your kiss.
You lifted my soul to the sky,
yet,
what happened to the denim jacket I gave you?
(30/M/Texas)
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