Lying on a bed,
drowning in your eyes.
Fingers on my mouth,
cooling down with ice.
Trembling tenderness,
drips upon my skin.
Blinded by the light,
feeling alive within.
Lights in my eyes,
showing how I feel.
Fingers on my skin,
turning at the wheel.
Our bodies close enough,
lying side by side.
Fingers down my neck,
feelings I can't hide.
Touching tenderness,
flowing on my skin.
Blinded by your eyes,
this is our begin.
Auteur: Lianne van Kesteren | ||
Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 04 december 2004 | ||
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