A World of my own, by bex103
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Enclosed by trees
Hidden from the world
I meet you there
1.2.3.4.5...
Your lips come down on mine
Oh god i love this feeling
The way your hands trail my waist
I can't get enough of this
The mad rush in the pit of my stomach
The one that makes me late
Your hands roaming all over me
But then i press one last kiss
On your lips before racing off
This is our lil' secret
This is my lil' dream
Can't wait till we next meet
Just so i can feel your lips on mine
Just so i can feel the intensity
And the power of your kisses
On my mouth,my cheek, my neck... |
Posted: 2007-04-13 13:46:46 UTC |
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