I promise not to smother you
with the kind of love I desire.
I’ll give only the love you require.
The same love outlined within the
blueprint to your soul.
So teach me just how to love you.
What happens when words whisper? They form poetry. They tell stories. They breathe life. Right here…
I promise not to smother you
with the kind of love I desire.
I’ll give only the love you require.
The same love outlined within the
blueprint to your soul.
So teach me just how to love you.