Autumn air it carries me there, less than an hour to go, Six - TopicsExpress



          

Autumn air it carries me there, less than an hour to go, Six hundred miles an hour, and still it feels so slow, Im trying to get back to Burlington, to a square in the center of town, To a spot on a wooden table where her feet didnt reach the ground When she kissed me it tasted like cinnamon, And her skin smelled of cider and rose, And when she looked at me we both got quiet, My heart beat so hard, we were in so close, Once in such a beautiful while that still makes me smile...
Posted on: Mon, 03 Nov 2014 01:55:53 +0000

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