She never knew The way I could be. It was all day long, A day-long eternity. All foot-prints on sands Were of the same feet, She never really knew How I was to repeat.She was unsure if love Could hold us all day long, As waves did back and forth Sing post...
Crossing a desert is never a child's play. There's always so much of sands to get over. Blistering sun during the day-time and unending thirst. Camel-toes planting patterns ununderstandable. Crossing a desert is of no worth If there's no river once you...