Tuesday, June 26, 2012
White gown tossed carelessly, Upon the grass, beside the lake. A wish, a dream, a memory that lingers, Which the year can never take. Two hands that held her face, And swayed her soul, her heart, and mind. Hands which evoked a passion, She had thought time left behind. Two lips which shared secret, That explored, that taunted, and did tease, Until she became his captive, Desiring only to appease.
Sweet Escape syea at 9:44 AM