What the Cedar May Have Said
If I were half as free as youI wouldn’t droop,make faces of parchment,shed branches like phantoms,wouldn’t hidea heart of soft scarlet. If you were half as free as me you…
If I were half as free as youI wouldn’t droop,make faces of parchment,shed branches like phantoms,wouldn’t hidea heart of soft scarlet. If you were half as free as me you…