Whispered Rhapsody
By butch
Her head lies on my shoulder gently her breath soft against my cheek tingly her hair spread across my chest warmly her voice plays in my ear mildly My hands rest on her skin loverly my eyes grasp her wondrous beauty intently my mind stays in constant haze mistily my heart agrees to be captured gladly....... Written February 1st, 2002 © on Feb 01 2002 12:44 PM PST 10 • 0 • 8
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