Time and again our paths bisect,for you are neighbour next door,occurred to be a women of intellect.And I a swain from obscure moor.Every time we greet, our eyes meet,wish I can tell you all my thoughts.Now I scribe on a...
Time and again our paths bisect,for you are neighbour next door,occurred to be a women of intellect.And I a swain from obscure moor.Every time we greet, our eyes meet,wish I can tell you all my thoughts.Now I scribe on a...