Everyday
in every way
You are familiar to me.
When You hold my hand
and our fingers search for
that special touch.
That's familiar
When You look at me
and our eyes get a glimpse
of our souls.
That's familiar
When You hold me close
and our bodies melt
like hot wax.
That's familiar
When Your desire meets mine
and for that moment
our passion is King.
That's familiar
When i think of You
nothing else seems to matter
and that is also
becoming familiar
Spring
2015
Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 8:42 AM UTC
Everyday
in every way
You are familiar to me.
When You hold my hand
and our fingers search for
that special touch.
That's familiar
When You look at me
and our eyes get a glimpse
of our souls.
That's familiar
When You hold me close
and our bodies melt
like hot wax.
That's familiar
When Your desire meets mine
and for that moment
our passion is King.
That's familiar
When i think of You
nothing else seems to matter
and that is also
becoming familiar
Spring
2015
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