Love is like candy on a shelf. You want to taste, then help yourself. The sweetest things are there for you. Help yourself, take a few. That's what I want you to do We're always told repeatedly.
Her hair the weeping willow. At the water's edge. And from my windy crag. Above the moorland sedge. I see the willow fronds caress the ripples. I feel her nipples. At my fingertips. . Her brea
If you walk down through the woods today. You won't believe your eyes. There's an old log cabin on the Greatway River. Underneath the rolling skies A man called Woodrow all alone. You can hear the