Through sad tears in mourning.
And sends sweet thoughts to those
Who lay awake snoring.
Life’s not a web my dear.
You are so precious, true.
Take a sweet bite of love.
Life’s too short to dare not to.
And it won’t kill you, love.
So open up the door.
Love sick, and with no cure.
But it’s worth dying for.
Photgraph by VEER.COM/DIGITAL VISION PHOTOGRAPHY
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