I close the door, and I look into your eyes, I know this is wrong, but I want to be in your arms. Softly you touch my face, and hold my hair in your hands, my hair slip through your fingers, and you hold me tight into your arms. My heart is beating faster, this is morrrrre than what I imagine to be, the air is so smooth and warm, ans is so quite like spring. Your kisses feel so good in my lips, I want to spend my life just like this, and be with you forever, like a eternity of spring.
Reason for writing:
3/27/01
Birth sign: Libra
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