Friday, August 3, 2012
Want me to sit
I want to feel
The innocence of my voice trails off as if speaking of love is treated with internal fires that burn with kisses and pleasant expressions come to you today to tell you ungrateful woman as they say in truth to explain what I feel alone and in a vacuum and the abyss but I know I write is not the same New Dawn, sensing the horizon setting in what I do, stretch the future to come I look at those mountains and nice walk among you I have filled with anguish and tears
because one knows and wants what is seen but not for a short, it is therefore my heart of all I admire the way you buy the air you breathe to form and be part owner you enter your body and your mind and make you love me as I love you I want to kiss the fingers of your hand and then pass through your skin make you see that you're dreaming and taste you like you do with honey I want to look in your eyes the bottom brace within them rummaging endlessly in the recesses of your body after amansarte, rest I caress your precious I speak as someone you love makes plucking the petals making it not a sacred, every morning I want to look like me, facing me undress desire accompanies and once you are no longer strange keep my feelings from your mind And if this song speaks of a loved one if my voice was lost in your hills do not forget that this man sings only silent, ask and say what they feel samuel akinin www.samuelakinin.nin.com levy
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