The wind in the trees,
Me kissing your lips.
A soft mellow breeze,
My hand on your hips.
Lying on the grass,
On a hot summers day.
Never needing,
Feeling,
That feeling,
So grey.
May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 6:33 PM UTC
The wind in the trees,
Me kissing your lips.
A soft mellow breeze,
My hand on your hips.
Lying on the grass,
On a hot summers day.
Never needing,
Feeling,
That feeling,
So grey.
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