by gymnast girl Aug 3, 2007
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
I see a butterfly flying through the air, white and puffy, nice and fluffy, and then it goes by. then i seen a sailboat staying afloat drifting through the air. i guess my imagination is running wild with out a care. |
by gymnast girl
You had something else in there when you told it to me that night but i dont remember what it is . |