Saturday, January 16, 2010

I closed my eyes and I was there
Desert wind playing in your hair

The smell of flowers filled my mind
As I took you from behind

Your waist in my hands like a fragile vase
Your lips on mine I still do taste

Skin soft like silken wears
A cry of passion through you tears

Your hands electric on my face
Your body in the sand I do trace

Those times are long since past
I knew then they would never last

1 comment:

  1. hey i found you..

    nothing lasts...
    but the unattainable is always worth waiting for, hoping for...

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