These treasures that you give me
These moments
These twinkling glances
They are not tangible
They are not corporeal
They have no material meaning
Adorn the walls
Of my secret heart
These treasures that you give me
These moments
These twinkling glances
They are not tangible
They are not corporeal
They have no material meaning
Adorn the walls
Of my secret heart
Ask Julia erotica intimacy Introspection Love Letters Lust in later life poetry