Thoughts

Mine slips from my lips

Hoping to find yours

And illuminate all the dark corners.

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You. You are my playbook. Fascinates. Anticipates. My mind overflows. Your scent intoxicates. They. They are all rehearsals. Your touch...

C’est terrible cà, comme je t’aime, Et j’espère en temps, que tu m’aime. Entre nous, sans doute, C’est une chose trés forte, L’un a...

Fate – folly is thy name. Lead me to this vespertine love, Knowing well our hearts will meld, Our minds will soar to new heights...