The little days pick up with wonder
The heart felt touch is my longing desire
If I ever so much as to loose anything
My love shall be shattered
With such thoughts I'd rather push away
I indulge in sweet passionate sensations
Kiss
Just like that
All my thoughts are wrapped in infinity
My soul adrift, in sweet empowering, Devotedness
The fragile mind is simply a place
For thoughts and she has my mind
Placed in her desires and compassionate heart
For this is truly the place I yearn for
For it is Love
Calling
Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 12:40 PM UTC
The little days pick up with wonder
The heart felt touch is my longing desire
If I ever so much as to loose anything
My love shall be shattered
With such thoughts I'd rather push away
I indulge in sweet passionate sensations
Kiss
Just like that
All my thoughts are wrapped in infinity
My soul adrift, in sweet empowering, Devotedness
The fragile mind is simply a place
For thoughts and she has my mind
Placed in her desires and compassionate heart
For this is truly the place I yearn for
For it is Love
Calling
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