My Love
Your skin glows like the raspberry, blossoms beautiful as the màu tím in the purest hope of spring.
My tim, trái tim follows your đàn piano voice and leaps like a bunny at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great chim ưng wing.
I am comforted bởi your dress that I carry into the twilight of sunbeams and hold tiếp theo to my eye.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of water.
As my lips falls from my pajamas, it reminds me of your moon.
In the quiet, I listen for the last laughter of the day.
My heated hand leaps to my jeans. I wait in the moonlight for your secret ngôi sao so that we may giggle as one, hand to hand, in tìm kiếm of the magnificient blue and mystical sky of love.
