how it is Narinda5 January 2015Poetry Post navigation PreviousNext ask and i will tell you: . . . she arrives and suddenly it is summer. Share:Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
