Beschrijving
in all those times we were togetherall those yearsi never wrote a single word of youwhy should i? you were theremy poetry, my light, my dancing boymy man on firewhose every move and body linewere feasts for my eyes
Oudaan 18, 2000 Antwerpen, Belgium
in all those times we were togetherall those yearsi never wrote a single word of youwhy should i? you were theremy poetry, my light, my dancing boymy man on firewhose every move and body linewere feasts for my eyes
in all those times we were togetherall those yearsi never wrote a single word of youwhy should i? you were theremy poetry, my light, my dancing boymy man on firewhose every move and body linewere feasts for my eyes