The curse of the nimf.

The curse of the nimf.

When his heart screams her name,
his tears drip down his face.
When his lips beg for one last touch,
his arms crave for a last embrace.
When he would give up his own soul to save her,
or just to get one more kiss.
She will rise with the morning sun,
saved by true love's bliss.

Reageer (3)

  • Lacrosse

    I would give a kudo if I could.

    1 decennium geleden
  • Rocksteady

    Nice(Y)

    1 decennium geleden
  • Lovebliss

    Mooi :)

    1 decennium geleden

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