“Whether the sun had set
or fallen
was debatable . . . “
What can I say? Poetry is my first love.
” . . . leaving him sun-kissed
and dripping with
anticipation . . . ”
What can I say? Poetry is my first love.
“Whether the sun had set
or fallen
was debatable . . . “
” . . . leaving him sun-kissed
and dripping with
anticipation . . . ”