»First Kiss
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
His eyes, beautiful and dark,
I take his hand, lead his through the park.
Along a path, through the trees,
I feel the cold, autumn breeze.
Everything slows down, as his other hand finds my cheek,
My eyes sparkle with love, my legs go weak.
Our lips press gently, the sun shines gold,
Drops of rain surround us, my heart is sold.
I take his hand, lead his through the park.
Along a path, through the trees,
I feel the cold, autumn breeze.
Everything slows down, as his other hand finds my cheek,
My eyes sparkle with love, my legs go weak.
Our lips press gently, the sun shines gold,
Drops of rain surround us, my heart is sold.
words spilled @ 7:57 PM /
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