Friday, July 10, 2009

Undefined Love...

Cry me a river to your ocean because I need you like dry skin needs lotion.
Make love to me like you just drank some sex potion, then hold me like the creases hold each other in a closed palm; as close as the notes in a complex song.

I wanna be with you 'til death do us part, 'til our bodies give up, 'til the beats come out of our hearts. Wholeheartedly surrending to the darkness, knowing I had your love on earth, and once again in heaven where the Lord will grant us our rebirth.

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