She kissed me, and my mouth wrote a poem of welcome to her lips. – Terri Guillemets
Are we really sure the purring is coming from the kitty and not from our very own hearts? – Terri Guillemets
She kissed me, and my mouth wrote a poem of welcome to her lips. – Terri Guillemets
Are we really sure the purring is coming from the kitty and not from our very own hearts? – Terri Guillemets
I hear the passing echoes of winter and feel the warming spring on my face. – Terri Guillemets