What i need.

by Andrew   May 22, 2008


Hold me close make me blow,

Kiss me slow make me glow,

Through this race full of grace,

Our love to blaze to the highest place,

Our souls to fly to the heavens high,

On the clouds we lay in a special way,

In our arms we stay, till the end of day.

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