Lovely

by Shameful   Jun 10, 2011


My Body on the pills of sand,
My eyes watching your gentle hands,
moving and touching every were
it's very hard not to stare.
Sun set brakes, the
calmness of the lake, water flowing,
gardeners mowing, the sweet smell
of grass would always pass, lets hope this moment always lasts.

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