söndag 9 januari 2011

The taste of you
I can feel the flavor on my tongue
So fragile, it could swiftly turn away
Well it depends on you
Do I have any saying?
Or do I just have to leave
These bloody sheets behind me
When I leave
The taste of you
It comes so close to me now
Will my shortcoming be too high?
I wish to feel you, everywhere
What you can offer me
I want it all
The taste of you
The taste of joy

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Hej. Ge mig gärna konstruktiv kritik