In Simplistic Terms
I want the Bay Area again.
I want black coffee
And your arms around me.
I want us drunk on dark beer
Or red wine and fresh bread…
I want the Bay Area again.
I want black coffee
And your arms around me.
I want us drunk on dark beer
Or red wine and fresh bread…
This year, I want to give you
The gift of more time.
I want your arms around me
As we gaze at the sea…
Our love is not ballads And love notes and sonnets: Our love is what we choose every morningWhen you kiss my forehead before work. Our love is an
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