October 2009
3 posts
i wake every morning with the all-too familiar aches and pains, look over, see you, and am healed, saved, by love
we were always meant to be together & love each other & be unique in that way that only we are we just didn’t know it yet
My eyes have never seen better, and my lips have never kissed sweeter as when you, my love, my passion, are their object.