The eyes have whys with gestures to tell. Of a great life had, of beauty, diamonds and jewelry. (And a sexy red dress.) Then, a slap on the face, a cloud of smoke, slipping through fingers, crushed, hands asking why. Still cooking, well done or just done. Finally, no rings on left hand. I think older pics and now reunited, forgiven. I hope you have the best life anyone could have. M.
ML
2024-03-29 16:17:18 +0000 UTC
You're still the GOAT babe, but you know that my NGF!