My pride and ego are battered and bruised,
Sometimes at night I still miss you...
I like suspense; I like mystery
And in your soul and eyes, that's all I see...
You tell me your tired of fighting
Then you go and start another fight...
Kiss me deadly
Or kiss me sweet...
The sweet smell of honeysuckle fills the air as...
Small beads of sweat cover our bodies as we move...
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5/25/2011...
There is a passion
that burns deep inside of me...
Enchanted images
Project...
Roses are red and violets are blue. i pluck them...
my original work. (works best for all them pretty...
See When I First Hooked Up With You;; We Walked Up...
My blue eyes gaze into your eyes of green,
lips gently touch, feeling like a dream...
Can the rhythm of the drums join us together
Can the zing of the guitars join our hands...