Friday, September 18, 2009
summer love

breeze dancing around on my skin
sweet smell of friesas, i breath you in
my hair softly whipping around in the air
lying across you on the grass without a care
leaves fall from the trees and the sun creeps through
in this blinding heat, all i feel is you
this is:
love
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