Our season of Love
There is only four seasonsI want to add one with you
Our own season of Love
The season of fight
The season of truce
The season of cries
The season of laughs
The season of kisses
The season of caresses
Our own season of love
Wild, smooth, caring and daring
Poetry by uma
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Written on 2007-07-20 at 08:41




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