Its his eyes, watching you undress
slip seductively beneath the sheets
Its his fingers dancing accross the small of your back
and his hands pulling you close to his chest.
Your breath deep and filled with air he's breathed
Sweet life-giving.
Your eyes flutter and close,
Its him watching you slowly fall asleep.
Its him cupping ben, jerry.
Its him whispering love, penetrating deep and fixing your shattered heart..
And you, sweet, sorry, beautiful, god **** there'll never be words.
Be everything to him, as you were to me.
Don't make love the way we did, it's sick, it's wrong, it's ours.
Nov 22, 2010
Nov 22, 2010 at 1:56 AM UTC
Its his eyes, watching you undress
slip seductively beneath the sheets
Its his fingers dancing accross the small of your back
and his hands pulling you close to his chest.
Your breath deep and filled with air he's breathed
Sweet life-giving.
Your eyes flutter and close,
Its him watching you slowly fall asleep.
Its him cupping ben, jerry.
Its him whispering love, penetrating deep and fixing your shattered heart..
And you, sweet, sorry, beautiful, god **** there'll never be words.
Be everything to him, as you were to me.
Don't make love the way we did, it's sick, it's wrong, it's ours.
To two lovers :(
It pains me to say, everything will be ok in the end.
Have fun
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