Lovin It, by little_irish_rose Subscribe to rss feed for little_irish_rose

I love the way you look at me,
I love the way you stare.
I love the way you talk to me,
and tell me that you care.

I love it when you kiss my lips,
seductive and so nice.
And when you're not around me,
my body feels as cold as ice.

I love the way you think of me,
and call me all the time.
I love the thought of being yours,
and of you being mine.

I love the way you hold my hand,
wrapped tightly in your own.
I love the way you hold me close,
it warms me to the bone.

I love it all,
everything that we do.
But above everything else,
I love you.
Posted: 2007-11-13 03:23:48 UTC

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