Who knew that I would be in a relationship with a pyromaniac?
Yet here you come, home from your day, shoes smoldering, ashes in your hair, eyes ablaze.
And all I can do is offer you a cold beer and an extinguisher.
Copyright 2009
Who knew that I would be in a relationship with a pyromaniac?
Yet here you come, home from your day, shoes smoldering, ashes in your hair, eyes ablaze.
And all I can do is offer you a cold beer and an extinguisher.
Copyright 2009
Donna Dakota in Word 