Sneeze
When you cloak your face, Crossed knees, when you sneeze, The clocks around me freeze. The divine grace. Your whisper walks away, Trust me, it is a cute enough tease, Sneeze once again, will you please? Quite elegance ’tis on display.
When you cloak your face, Crossed knees, when you sneeze, The clocks around me freeze. The divine grace. Your whisper walks away, Trust me, it is a cute enough tease, Sneeze once again, will you please? Quite elegance ’tis on display.