my love
Love is a feeling that is so sweet
Childhood Dreams Sunlight peeps thru closed curtains like a sleepy child, nodding in - out yet you sleep. the wave of pre-dawn passion, renaming lost childhood dreams I often wonder about some childhood friend, how at the time we were pardners, for life what has become of him? is he sitting somewhere with a cup of coffee? I touch your skin, to gently introduce you to a new day, and you with a smile, say 'I was just dreaming about you' thus leaving my thoughts of childhood friends
نوشته شده در Thu 14 Feb 2008ساعت
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