When you love me I feel alive,
Without you I could not survive.
You are my passion, basic instinct,
Every breath feels fresh and distinct
As your lips brush my ear
I lose the nightmares and fear.
A kiss, my mind lost in concious stream
The artist within sketches a dream.
© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.
Toko Bunga Pedurungan
5 years ago
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