Feelings

Sweet and tasty
tender soul

Warm and fuzzy
newborn hope

Bright and sparkling
softest touch

Craving and yearning
gentle love

About leiastar

Poetic soul, lover of words, sinner... I know I'm in my own little world, but it's ok, they know me here.
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