Look at those beautiful lashes,resting over your tender cheeks.Those moist crimson lips,smothered and parted by raw passion.I caress the smooth lining..
EventuallyThe days to be rememberedWill flood over the days I'll have leftIf life is what I've come to jot down so farI want my tales to be rich in de..
A Robin sings from a Willow treeA voice filled high with gleeAmazing aren't his songs to his size?The melodies that sound so marvelous and wise?But de..
Sink under, let it flood in.Arms put afloat.Like a weary old rose peeling its petals in exhaustion.Be completely submerged, without a single bubble of..