I saw the splender of Heaven the first I time I looked to Helens beautiful eye's and the feellin just like I'd been taken to Heaven with sweet baby wrapped In my arms
For my sweet baby she showed me a Heaven In way I'd not seen ever before when she lay down ***** beside me and the first time I saw my sweet baby In her full glory And the first time my sweet baby and I made love It was surely to Heaven she took me on wave of pure ecstasy but sadly my sweet baby has gone and I dought I'll ever see Heaven again for I saw Heaven once In my life time when first seeing Helen In her full glory
I remember the first time I saw my sweet baby In her full glory It was then I'd thought I had been taken to Heaven with my sweet baby wrapped In my arms
She wrapped herself in confidence and wore beauty like a ribbon. She is a present and the world is her eager child.
Pretty Little Pink,
all wrapped up in silk, for me. Beautiful you are, a gift to gaze upon, making the hunger grow inside. My oh my, you do look delectable, my dear; and I am starving.
I saw some lipstick and am listening to some music and I just wanted to write something more provocative. Left it gender neutral on purpose. Wish I wrote this depicting something more "filthy" but... ya do what you can.
I'm wrapped around your fingers.
Your fingers are wrapped around my neck. Choking the life out of me. Breath by fading breath. The Killers playing in the background.
It's a hit. It's also a song. Ironic, isn't it?
Mr. Brightside - The Killers
What a great reptile,
A Royal Python - no less, A serpent so dapper; Never seen in a mess, Non-poisonous, deaf, mute; Except for its hiss, It likes nothing more Than to hug and to kiss! Though it has no arms, Harmless it is not, Make no mis-snake a Mean streak it has got, Outside of its coils The view is just fine, But if invited inside You'd be wise to decline! Don't be enticed in By its hypnotic stare, For when those coils tense, They act like a snare, For those patterned coils; Look brill' from without, But lose their appeal When wrapped Around your snout!
I feel at home
Not because I'm at house. No. Home is not a location. Not even close. Home is what I feel when I'm with you. I'm wrapped in your protective arms. I'm home.
I am a blank book
waiting to be written in I am a lost soul waiting to be found I am a blank face wrapped up in gray shadows I am the silver silence colored in by sound
I grabbed the teal towel
Your ***** body had been wrapped in last Used your slimming bar of soap Conditioned my armpit hair like you do I even swirled shampoo in the palm of my hand Because today is my first shower without you My back will not get washed Your wash cloths will stay folded Still on top of the glazed porcelain And only one lofa will get sudsy and wet I think i'd rather ferment in my own sweat
Our moments of silence
meant more than vocal outbursts... We lingered heads gently leaning on the others. Thoughts, just smiling .. Were a mess, tidily wrapped within each others eyes...
Complain how you want
Give up what you hate Everything I've done Was nothing but for For your Love Just tale my story to your kids I've dead desperately Missing your touching Mine love has become a mystery Wrapped inside my mind Letting you go away It was nothing but for For your Love
I still love you