There are times when I
axle
the desire of your kisses you
dirt roads of your dreams and your child
There are times when too many hours
bind us in our illusion
worlds distracted or when too many of our fragments deserts steal
lonely hearts
But there are those moments
where time stands still for us
and I just
look in your eyes
color of the wood
greedy and tap the skin to see that your
will take you anywhere
your restless wanderings
I'll be there ♥
Cico 2009 (C) Stolen Kisses LPDC
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