By: Christopher Wong Her heart, Like the sun, Pulses with light. Her blond hair, Flows so smoothly, Like the sun’s golden rays. Her embraces, Warm sad days, Like the sun after the rain. Whenever she cuddles Right beside me, It’s…
By: Christopher Wong Her heart, Like the sun, Pulses with light. Her blond hair, Flows so smoothly, Like the sun’s golden rays. Her embraces, Warm sad days, Like the sun after the rain. Whenever she cuddles Right beside me, It’s…