Love is not storybook romance
It’s you snoring beside me
Eyes closed
Dick hard
As I trace my fingers around your chin
Your lips turn up like a child
Unconsciously telling me you sense my presence
My love engulfing you even in dream state
A picture perfect moment in time
I will never forget
And you will never remember
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
snapshot of love
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