Friday, August 15, 2014

Love.

There you are, again in my dreams,
one that i remember, one it is to be,
a gentle kiss is all i demand,
and you, my love, steal it from me.
a gentle touch you leave on me,
your smell is all i wish to breathe,
your lips are all i want to taste,
under the moonlight, down on a beach.

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