SONNET II: TRAGEDY OF THE LAST NOVEMBER.
The old-fangled confession we made last November, on how much you adore me and cherish our love like a love song,
“Shall I read you my loving proposal like your favorite worn romance novels?”
The old-fangled confession we made last November, on how much you adore me and cherish our love like a love song,
“Shall I read you my loving proposal like your favorite worn romance novels?”