When I'll stop.
When I'll stop watching,
I'll see your face in front of me.
When I'll stop touching,
I'll feel your skin next to mine.
When I'll stop listening,
I'll hear your voice in my head.
When I'll stop focussing,
I'll be thinking of your happyness.
When my lips'll stop waiting,
they should be kissed by you.
I'll see your face in front of me.
When I'll stop touching,
I'll feel your skin next to mine.
When I'll stop listening,
I'll hear your voice in my head.
When I'll stop focussing,
I'll be thinking of your happyness.
When my lips'll stop waiting,
they should be kissed by you.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Raar mie: | Maandag, december 03, 2007 01:09 |
| Heel leuk opgebouwd!! | |
| beauty(inside)*: | Vrijdag, november 30, 2007 20:47 |
| Prachtig, super mooi. Heb er geen woorden voor, ga zo door! liefs, maxime |
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| Auteur: seeg | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 november 2007 | ||
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