Cookies and bread crumbs
Falling in love consist merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling a common-sense.
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I like my morning coffee, and there is a comforting quality in every steaming cup of hot tea, but nothing can be better than drinking it with you after a lovely night.
Yes, I enjoy my cookies and crumpets and a splash of honey on my buns, but there is nothing better than morning breakfast with the taste of your lips, my dear jessy And though chocolates are so tempting, I will chuck them over my shoulder faster than my heart can beat if I have to choose between them and you as my reward.
hehe.
I like my morning coffee, and there is a comforting quality in every steaming cup of hot tea, but nothing can be better than drinking it with you after a lovely night.
Yes, I enjoy my cookies and crumpets and a splash of honey on my buns, but there is nothing better than morning breakfast with the taste of your lips, my dear jessy And though chocolates are so tempting, I will chuck them over my shoulder faster than my heart can beat if I have to choose between them and you as my reward.
hehe.