4HER:Chased by a fog of memories,driving my warm breath on the curves of your body like a ferrari red, cutting away the past at every turn from my soul and let it fly away like silk wrapped in the wind, careful not to lose Your smile in the rearview mirror, Your desire drives me ever forward moving away from the memories,burning of passion my heart again before the night is over, pointing with a nod of understanding the path to get to your soul, finally be able to stop my ferrari red on your lips and collect the prize. While the sky falls down on Us like raindrops making Us born again putting Your hand in my hand.
Posted on: Sun, 07 Dec 2014 07:17:32 +0000
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