That Night, by Vince
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There we were in that lake,
We had planned so much more,
Although we weren't sure if it would happen,
The plans continued beyond the lake,
Into the cabin we went,
Unsure if we could pull this off,
The attraction was so strong,
How could we not attempt to make love?;
That night we did make love!
Not sexual intercourse. Making love;
the kind that is inside your heart,
That little connection thats not so little
between you and the person you love,
and I love you Cierra. |
Posted: 2008-03-12 00:40:11 UTC |
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2008-06-09 01:10:06 | ~Stay_Beautiful~20104 |
Awww!! This is so sweet!! It is so refreshing to hear this nowadays! I'm happy for the two of you ;oP |