WHEN EYES MEET, SOME SAY IT HAPPENS ONCE IN A BLUE MOON.
The warmth of a lover's sweater, the laughter from an old friend's core. I grew up in this city but in her passage of time, I call ... [+]
The warmth of a lover's sweater, the laughter from an old friend's core. I grew up in this city but in her passage of time, I call ... [+]