Seeing you gives me an internal sunburn, because my heart burns hot for you like the incinerating sky luminary that makes the seasons. My corazon only makes love, but it can also be used to measure time. 2019/11/262019/11/26 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
Paris may be The City of Love, but The Ozarks are The Place of Romance. And you know this because that’s where I live. 2018/12/042018/12/04 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
