Oct 01, 2006 13:35
It was real...it was magic
It was calm...it was savage
It was cool as a breeze
It was warm to the touch
It was never enough
It was always too much
It did all the things love does...and that's how I knew it was.
The first of the month. Is it just me, or is time flying for everyone else?
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