Tell the moon you love me,
I'll tell the stars the same.
As we orbit cupids soul,
The love will save us once again.
When the Soul Cried Out for Meaning
Tell the moon you love me,
I'll tell the stars the same.
As we orbit cupids soul,
The love will save us once again.
I am my poetry, my poetry is me. I pray what I believe. I believe what I pray. View more posts