Igloo wish, December knocking


I do wish you the best: a better job,
safe with good salary and a future,
a home that’s warm, loving woman
a couple of kids and a good health.
But if you still will say you just want
me, I will give you all what you want.
If so leave my cozy liberated igloo to
live in a poor tent in desert with you.





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