the reading of old ljs. in the middle of the night
really old live journals.............wrap around me in soft lip kisses mixed up in the night where dreams end and you begin. i live in your arms and hope in your eyes.. that forever is for us.. and ever after doesnt turn its back .. I zip you up in my care and plant flowers in the shade of your eyes.. for you are my home
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