Friday, July 18, 2014


2002


Years have passed by, gentle they've been

our eyes find each other in a crowded room

feelings grow larger with each passing moment.

  we're so mean , really awful

but our passions run deep

 I think of you every 24th  hour,  my Bonnie and Clyde I'll be

can I love you today, tomorrow, ever after

does that exist in this  dream

your breath is hot my cheek

burning my gentle flesh

the simple look smile or greeting

I'm yours In my dreams

we live happily you and I

can I keep you  just for my eyes to see

 the strength that holds you together

draws me like honey to a bee

and I fall apart  with your tender kiss

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