Point your lashes down and you can picture my face-- I'm smiling... Open your mouth, speak with your heart and you can see my soul-- I'm waiting... Place your arms around my waist and you can embrace my uncertainty-- I'm shaking... Press your lips against mine and try to catch me-- I'm falling...
Reason for writing:
To tell you how I feel, when I am kissing.
Birth sign: Libra
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