Leaves are falling fast
Sun-kissed skin, is fading at last
The memories, of you
A fragile seed in blume.
The room we shared our dreams,
Would carve our breath, on heated sheets.
As winters frozen frames,
breath into our, childlike ways
Sun-kissed skin, is fading at last
The memories, of you
A fragile seed in blume.
The room we shared our dreams,
Would carve our breath, on heated sheets.
As winters frozen frames,
breath into our, childlike ways