Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Red carpet, a photo by flatpix on Flickr.
When I sleep thinking about her
I just fall into the garden of flowers
The moment she lay besides me
I feel the eagerness & desire within
Her breath matches the rhythm of mine
The burning passion in her eyes
Make me feel loved endlessly
The moment when she pull me close
Touched my lips with her, she touched my heart
When I make her bare
She spread an erotic fragrance
She smell like a garden of flowers
I can smell that fragrance still now
When she’s not with me anymore..