Wayne Gerard Trotman Quotes
Ah, fairest maiden, thine beauty doth maketh mine loins stir, and mine cup runneth over.
Ah, fairest maiden, thine beauty doth maketh mine loins stir, and mine cup runneth over. (Wayne Gerard Trotman)
Ah, fairest maiden, thine beauty doth maketh mine loins stir, and mine cup runneth over.