Sweet surrender
Is what I feel here in her arms.
The way she holds me,
the way she brings out the charms.
In what she does
And what she has to do.
I know she wants me now,
and I know that I want her too.
She loves to sing
in the pouring rain.
She loves the way the people look at her.
She somehow knows
what it’s all about.
I don’t need to say nothing more.
2 comments:
*eyes widen*
you wrote THAT?
yes i did....for my girl
:-)
and what's with the amazement ....and who exactly are you?
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