The forsake

by nadosh passion   Aug 13, 2006


I was touched by the kiss
Smelled by the breath
Charmed by the smile
Floated by the hug
Taken by the looks
Drowned by the words
Lived by the moments
Tickled by the whispers
overwhelmed by the glance
Loved by the man

Who showed me love
from the first sight
Who asked only for the passion
Who walked with me
through the pain
Who chose grief for my relief
Who stepped on his heart
just to set me free

He's the one whom I died by his forsake

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