The rain is hard
On our skin
As we run
And breathe it in,
And when we stop
I kiss your spine
And tell you "Woman,
Just be mine!"
In your beauty
You're still there
With your bright eyes
And soaking hair,
And ever will
Your allure be
Emblazoned on
My memory.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
7/17/2010 09:51:00 PM -
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