понедельник, 14 сентября 2009 г.

Connect The Dots- Spill Canvas

Her body is on top of mine, once again

But this time, it isn’t some late night fantasy

We latch on- mirroring the life saving device our very first night.

Our breaths sing a sweet lullaby as we hold each other tight

Our lips are soon inches apart, torture at its finest.

My hands are wandering; they’re out of my control

My finger tips caress her skin and a rush overcomes every part of my body.

Our lips meet and our tongues soon touch.

A sweet taste I thought was gone forever

As I lay her head on the pillow and begin to kiss her naked body

I realize it must stop here

Any further and hearts will get attached

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