13 June 2012
I woke and turned to see
My reason for being
The sun playing on her Hematite coloured hair
Her warm arms Wrapped around me
Only the softest whisper of love on her lips
To leave her is to turn your back on love
Hematite • Opuss № I
13 June 2012
I woke and turned to see
My reason for being
The sun playing on her Hematite coloured hair
Her warm arms Wrapped around me
Only the softest whisper of love on her lips
To leave her is to turn your back on love
Hematite • Opuss № I