01 november 2010

smooth

That smell tickles in my nose
that smell miss it every time he goes
that smell - i'm addicted to

And those eyes staring back at me
those eyes bright and blue like the sea 
those eyes - i just wanna go for a swim 

And those lips whispering my name
those lips it would be such a shame 
not to kiss lips like that

by "Its Just Freckles" 

En lille tanke til en bestemt. 

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