Rest your hands on my waist
and I'll rest mine on your shoulders
Glide with me around the venue
and tango with me across the dance floor
Buy nasty food with me
and spill Shirley Temple on my pure white dress with me
Poss for professional photos with me
and rest your chest against my back as I blush
Hold me close
as I hold my breath
hoping this moment-
this night-
never ends.
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 7:26 PM UTC
Rest your hands on my waist
and I'll rest mine on your shoulders
Glide with me around the venue
and tango with me across the dance floor
Buy nasty food with me
and spill Shirley Temple on my pure white dress with me
Poss for professional photos with me
and rest your chest against my back as I blush
Hold me close
as I hold my breath
hoping this moment-
this night-
never ends.
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