popsadie
Acrobat
everyday thing.
It isn't an everyday thing
But sometimes I can see through the mist
Sometimes, moonlight peaks out from her slumber
And unwraps the blanket she's snuggled up in
For a moment, my sight clears
And though naked and shivering, she gives me a smile
It isn't an everyday thing
But sometimes I can see through the mist
Sometimes, moonlight peaks out from her slumber
And unwraps the blanket she's snuggled up in
For a moment, my sight clears
And though naked and shivering, she gives me a smile