... and it was like my skin recognised you
my bones and brains just the vehicle to get my...
A lust truly insatiable, our passions unrivaled
Succumbed to this desire, so raw and unbridled...
It’s only December;
And June is six and a half months away...
Land of a thousand miles ahead,
I could see greener pastures for love awaiting...
You have the ability to devastate,
it's not your fault...
As your fingertips play along my skin
The storm begins...
I knew from the very moment,
The moment your eyes met mine...
As I look into my Grandmother's eyes
I seem to feel a bit surprised...
The sparkle in your eye,
The warmth of your skin...
Here my heart, rest your head,
the weariness of the eve, brings great dread...
Eyes met in the dark
rhythmic breathing, drumming hearts...
Eyes that peer straight to my soul
Reading all that is missing...