her boyfriend, fellow inmate harry martin, better known as boo. i write this for you in the sweetest sense with love and longing. this is true romance. if i were a free man, i d whisk you away. we d be on the we d be on the way but in love come what may and flowers, yes, flowers, you know which ones, the ones that grow tall and mimic the sun. from mesa to clean creek, a.j. to the east, i will cry your name and then repeat, i love you, i love you, i love you. i ve got to make you see what you mean to me, michelle, my belle. love always, boo. let me see. thank you.
vasquez is concerned more with matters of the heart than of the flesh. she just received the poem from her boyfriend, fellow inmate harry martin, better known as boo. i write this for you in the sweetest sense with love and longing. this is true romance. if i were a free man, i d whisk you away. we d be on the we d be on the way but in love come what may and flowers, yes, flowers, you know which ones, the ones that grow tall and mimic the sun. from mesa to clean creek, a.j. to the east, i will cry your name and then repeat, i love you, i love you, i love you. i ve got to make you see what you mean to me, michelle, my belle. love always, boo.
estrella jail, inmate michelle vasquez is concerned more with matters of the heart than of the flesh. she just received the poem from her boyfriend, fellow inmate harry martin, better known as boo. i write this for you in the sweetest sense with love and longing. this is true romance. if i were a free man, i d whisk you away. we d be on the we d be on the way but in love come what may and flowers, yes, flowers, you know which ones, the ones that grow tall and mimic the sun. from mesa to clean creek, a.j. to the east, i will cry your name and then repeat, i love you, i love you, i love you. i ve got to make you see what you mean to me, michelle, my belle.
she just received the poem from her boyfriend, fellow inmate harry martin, better known as boo. i write this for you in the sweetest sense with love and longing. this is true romance. if i were a free man, i d whisk you away. we d be on the we d be on the way but in love come what may and flowers, yes, flowers, you know which ones, the ones that grow tall and mimic the sun. from mesa to clean creek, a.j. to the east, i will cry your name and then repeat, i love you, i love you, i love you. i ve got to make you see what you mean to me, michelle, my belle. love always, boo. let me see. thank you. can i tell him what i want to tell him?
flesh. she just received the poem from her boyfriend, fellow inmate harry martin, better known as boo. i write this for you in the sweetest sense with love and longing. this is true romance. if i were a free man, i d whisk you away. we d be on the we d be on the way but in love come what may and flowers, yes, flowers, you know which ones, the ones that grow tall and mimic the sun. from mesa to clean creek, a.j. to the east, i will cry your name and then repeat, i love you, i love you, i love you. i ve got to make you see what you mean to me, michelle, my