Saturday, August 28, 2010

Tonight

Inhibitions at the door, eyes wide open and also the mind: "this is happening"
Hold your heart tight with spilling feelings and try covering the trail your leaving. Tonight you are mine as I am yours; tonight no interaction can be greater than our fingertips touching. Sheets rustling drops of sweat down our backs, eyes filled with nothing but pure passion; the kind only seen in every love story. Tonight we join the great classics.

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