You see there's this place in me where your fingertips still linger, your kisses still tarry, and your whispers softly echo. It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.
I long for the day that I need not dream of your kiss, when your lips will caress mine for real, when your touch makes me alive again, and the sight of you arouses all my senses.
I am not relocating. I do have legitimate reasons for that, besides typical male pigheadedness. Minus those reasons, and I'd do it in a heartbeat. I have a really long adventure streak.
The very first time that I saw your brown eyes Your lips said, "Hello" and they said, "Hi" I knew that you could be the one Instead of being caught up In physical attraction I found to my satisfaction Baby that you were more than just a face And if I ever fall In love so true I will be sure that the lady's just like you
diogenes Forum Posts (4,761)
It's not mine! I never even touched you!
RE: I AM NOT HAPPY.
Awwww!You're not 69 anymore?