A Love Poem, A Love
When, in bed, you whispered you’re beautiful, I said I’d tell you a love poem: you can say I’m beautiful because you’re beautiful too. But you said it’s not a love poem; it’s a love.
When, in bed, you whispered you’re beautiful, I said I’d tell you a love poem: you can say I’m beautiful because you’re beautiful too. But you said it’s not a love poem; it’s a love.