I don�t care if your boyfriend can hear. And maybe he didn�t see where my hand was all night, but he must have felt you move into it. And he must have heard the sigh escape from behind your oh-so-cool smile in his direction. I don�t care if you leave the door open and he watches as I pull you towards me. I have never tasted a Cosmo like your mouth and I aim to drink the Heavens. You make good-bye a series of kisses and one night we will catch our breaths only to say hello to the morning. . How Rude! - Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004 - 12:16 PM One small step but no giant leap. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003 - 11:17 AM Where's George? - Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 - 12:48 PM |
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