Her Name Is Tracey
Her name is Tracey she is my friend if I had to start over I'd choose her again we never fight we only express love there is no one sweeter than my dove we laugh at each other we dance all night and never miss a beat in the pale moonlight no one had ever loved me like this and our fate is sealed within a warm loving kiss
Copyright © Richard Jones | Year Posted 2015
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