In the valley of the dead
I will find you...
Having you to watch over me,
giving me the strength i need...
A warm breeze blows through the curtains
Stirring the damp air in my room...
My mind is made up
All i can think about is you...
I miss ur sweet lips
and your sweet eyes...
His lips are as red as apples and plump as peaches
His silky skin like soft sand on beaches...
Nothing is forever
is what someone once told me...
All that matters is this moment
immortality is mine...
Sometimes,
I get scared...
Killing minds,
dangerous moves...
Now you have me on my knees
and with my mouth, I aim to please...
The conversation was so natural we both forgot we...
Writing love poems at midnight is not where you...