Author: No One
•sâmbătă, august 18, 2012
On the long road home. I look at you. Your sweet lips, your sweet mouth. I wonder "should I kiss you?", I imagine that I kiss you. But my thought just runs faster through my mind and your lips remain there, untouched.

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