Dream
His head of hair do u feel
The hair? I feel the hair like a
Sea of air, his stinging eyes
Make me tear, is back makes me
Stare, his shoulders makes me fear.
I feel him everywhere, I don’t even know why am here. should i go home or should I just stare.
I can feel his presence
Behind me, Beside me, inside me.
I see him with my eyes my iris
I raise by the look and the stare
He delivered back from the ones I cared enough to send back in the air.
I don’t want this to end, he asked do u wanna stay for a day?
Si merci my head was free
His love in me his love be free
What a beautiful stinging loving sea.
Dec 12, 2017
Dec 12, 2017 at 11:49 AM UTC
Dream
His head of hair do u feel
The hair? I feel the hair like a
Sea of air, his stinging eyes
Make me tear, is back makes me
Stare, his shoulders makes me fear.
I feel him everywhere, I don’t even know why am here. should i go home or should I just stare.
I can feel his presence
Behind me, Beside me, inside me.
I see him with my eyes my iris
I raise by the look and the stare
He delivered back from the ones I cared enough to send back in the air.
I don’t want this to end, he asked do u wanna stay for a day?
Si merci my head was free
His love in me his love be free
What a beautiful stinging loving sea.
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