Saturday, May 16, 2009

You and Me by Michael Knight


Your hand touches my hand

My lips brush your lips

When we are alone are bodies eclipse.

My hand slides down your hips

Your lips began to quiver

When you hold me close I get a warm shiver.

We lay in bed together

You put yourself-nether

When we are finished

We know are love will never be diminished.

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