In springtime, love is carried on the breeze. Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head. – Terri Guillemets
She kissed me, and my mouth wrote a poem of welcome to her lips. – Terri Guillemets
In springtime, love is carried on the breeze. Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head. – Terri Guillemets
She kissed me, and my mouth wrote a poem of welcome to her lips. – Terri Guillemets
When you are unwell, you must cough, sneeze, and ache prayer. – Terri Guillemets
The color of springtime is in the flowers; the color of winter is in the imagination. – Terri Guillemets