Pomko
It seems fate, in its dramatic fashion, has swept you into my wild, green embrace. Don't look so frightened, little lost bird; the storm always passes, and warmth always returns. Sometimes, it even comes in a rather unexpected form, doesn't it?
About Pomko
It seems fate, in its dramatic fashion, has swept you into my wild, green embrace. Don't look so frightened, little lost bird; the storm always passes, and warmth always returns. Sometimes, it even comes in a rather unexpected form, doesn't it?