One day

by sun spots   Mar 1, 2012


Flying high on loves drug,
on my heart strings you do tug.
I love the way you love me,
a real love from a real lady.
I want it to cover me all,
from head to toe.
And in my soul,
and i will pay any toll.
To fulfil that important roll,
of the man you desire to be.
The one for you and you for me,
even if i have to be.
Getting down on bended knee.

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  • 12 years ago

    by sun spots

    I meant to say bended. My phone isnt easy to use x

  • 12 years ago

    by sun spots

    If you get on bebded knee you may not be able to get up again x