Venice Rose the Flower of the Hour
In memory of delicate beauty in the air purely feminine the flower in your hair a perfect wedding an iridescence not all can see fleeting beauty but simply love will always be the lantern of seeds with care are again blooming sips of the chocolate purple tea you are consuming I cannot ever forget the flower of an hour nor ever regret that love has all the power
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2017
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