EVERYDAY

by RACHEL   Feb 20, 2009


IT'S THE WAY I FEEL WITH EVERY
SIMPLE THOUGHT OF YOU.
IT'S THE TOUCH OF YOUR LIPS ON MINE.
IN TIME
I NEVER WANT IT TO DIE.
EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE
I WANT TO BREATH YOU,
TASTE YOU,
AND HAVE YOUR LOVE SO DEVINE.

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