Candles filling the room with light,
the sound of rain drops filling my head,
all i can smell is you as i'm laying in my bed.
I want you here,
next to me,
just to listen to you breathe.
I'm lacking in your comfort.
Won't you please come help me.
I'm in need of your aid,
a taste and i'll be gracious.
I want that satisfying sweetness of your lips meeting mine.
I miss your touch,
the way you feel,
the way you wanted me.
Disregard that the enemy has won,
let's take a trip and flee,
think of what we could have been,
the fun things we could have seen.
Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 5:48 PM UTC
Candles filling the room with light,
the sound of rain drops filling my head,
all i can smell is you as i'm laying in my bed.
I want you here,
next to me,
just to listen to you breathe.
I'm lacking in your comfort.
Won't you please come help me.
I'm in need of your aid,
a taste and i'll be gracious.
I want that satisfying sweetness of your lips meeting mine.
I miss your touch,
the way you feel,
the way you wanted me.
Disregard that the enemy has won,
let's take a trip and flee,
think of what we could have been,
the fun things we could have seen.
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