You have carved a niche In my heart
Said the nail to the chisel
With your every kiss,
you transform me
into something new
The chisel doesn’t utter a word
rather just reverts with a smile.
Said the nail to the chisel
With your every kiss,
you transform me
into something new
The chisel doesn’t utter a word
rather just reverts with a smile.
Copyright ©2015 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life
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