πSuch love cannot be disbelieved,
My gaze will not hide anything:π
It's a sin for me to be a hypocrite with youβ¨
You're too much of an angel for thatπ
πA goldfinch sang over the roadside willow,
Dusk flows from the branches with silence ...
And on the bench, quiet and happy,
"Adam" kisses "Eve" in the moonlight.π
βββββββββββββββββββββββ
ββββββββββββββββββββββ
ββββββββββββββββββββββ
βββββββββββββββββββββββ YOU
My gaze will not hide anything:π
It's a sin for me to be a hypocrite with youβ¨
You're too much of an angel for thatπ
And there is no better man in the world than the one who tries to do everything for you β€
This is more than a novel. It's hard to describe. π π
This is more than a novel. It's hard to describe. π π
Dusk flows from the branches with silence ...
And on the bench, quiet and happy,
"Adam" kisses "Eve" in the moonlight.π
ββββββββββββββββββββββ
ββββββββββββββββββββββ
βββββββββββββββββββββββ YOU
Before the prints on the satin skin,
To snuggle up to a familiar shoulderβ¦
β₯Kissβ₯.....β₯Kissβ₯
β₯Kissβ₯...β₯Kissβ₯
β₯Kissβ₯β₯Kissβ₯
β₯Kissβ₯...β₯Kissβ₯
β₯Kissβ₯.....β₯Kissβ₯
β₯Ki ssβ₯.......β₯Kissβ₯
β₯Kissβ₯.........β₯Kissβ₯