Views that I adore, if you ask me usually remainBeautiful, whether under summertime’s sunBeheld, or, storm-dark, stricken across with water

Views that I adore, if you ask me usually remainBeautiful, whether under summertime’s sunBeheld, or, storm-dark, stricken across with water I worry to enjoy thee, pleasing, becauseLoveis the ambassador of control;light flake of childhood, clinging soTo my personal soiled raiment, weiterlesen…