take my hand as we stroll out on to the verandah, bathed in moonlight, accented with stars, and as the band plays a tango, look in to my eyes as we press together, our bodies entwined in the dance of love, the music urging a kiss, and as our lips press, the fire of the song pales to the fire of our kiss, and all time is suspended.....
The past is but the first step we use to the future, and as we build the staircase, we have materials that may not have always been the best, but they still added to the stairs. I want you to undesrtand how I reached this point in the stairs, but I don't want you to fix the past...no, take my hand and help me build the next level.
when you can't start the day without her on your mind and her lips on yours, when the beauty of the sky pales to the beauty of her eyes, when your heart beats at her smile, when a glance at each other speaks volumes of desire, when the only music you hear is the rhythm of your hearts, that, I do believe, is when you know it's love
"So, if the monster got part of your magnificanr brain, what did you get from the monster...ooo...ooooooohhhhh...ooohhh sweet mystery of life I've found you"
"Just like a man, 10 or 12 quick one and you have someplace else to go"
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RE: wearing pjs
you have a spot i'd like to locate