( Untitled), by Shannon Subscribe to rss feed for Shannon

Your hair, soft as the clouds above
I think you are my turtle dove
Your voice is so sweet
I just fall to my feet

Your eyes gliston in the light
Wishing you were mine
Your ears are cute as they can be
Wishing you were here with me

Your hands run across my face
Smoother than things I can place
Your touch on my skin
I want it to happen again

Your love is so strong
We are here where we belong
Your softest part
You are stealing my heart
Posted: 2006-04-04 15:57:14 UTC

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2005-08-22 22:24:03Stacey
awww that is so sweet!