Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his ...

The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me. (Liz Trenow)

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Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.

Liz Trenow Quotes: The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.