Night after night She is there in my dreams
No name is given
Beautiful and silent
Self-assured yet shy
She could melt the coldest heart
With just her smile
Though she never speaks
She speaks volumes
With her gestures and expressions
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Your bed is calling Can you hear it Your bed is calling Will you answer Adventure awaits It's only a dream away Swashbuckling pirat...
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