poem waiting 28 years to be written
in a
candlelit room in
the first good days of autumn i
will kiss her pale skin will
say i don’t believe in
god but i believe in you and her
smile will make me holy
the first good days of autumn i
will kiss her pale skin will
say i don’t believe in
god but i believe in you and her
smile will make me holy
her
joy will
let me be more
let me be more
The Lovers by Candlelight -- Suthamma Thimkaeo
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