I have returned home
Believe that the beast beats beautifully beneath your breast
For the future foretells fantasies of fantastic fortune
The thought that thyself is thoroughly true is the truth
Your universe is yearning for your yes
So smile and stay to secure your seat in the sanctuary
The place where weary woman go
When wounds have caused them to weep
In the center caress you cares and collect your cure
For the universe it undoubtedly open for your use
Sit on the throne and smile in your secluded space
And know that your sorrow has brought you home
T.Putter
Unknown "snap" Playful
- 16 years, 2 months, 3 days ago
