Sunday, February 12, 2012

And he creeps from behind and put his arms around my waist.

Watching the sunrise, brightening up your well lit face,
The smile, carved upon your pink lips,
Your soft touches on my bare skin,
Your eyes, reaching to my deepest soul where one have never reached.

Good morning, my darling. Good morning.
For it is a morning that is good.
To open my eyes to the sight of you. Oh, how I yearn for you.
And all the dreams that come with <3

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