whatever you want to do
dreaded double post
my soul wandered, happy, sad, unending __Pablo Neruda
sense enough to know better
please Lyf can we go again?
his eyes close and i see him grin
of course we can and you know this
i pounce and smother his mouth with a kiss
gasping for air, bleeding out as they fed upon her
dr. greenthumb - cypress hill
thoughts of you that encourage...
life requires no other truths
then making out in cafe booths
his hands do roam all over me
and we forget all about our tea
ahhhhhhhhhh, that feels really good
