She had an affinity for sweatshirts, though they could never conceal her attractive figure. Her black hair was usually up in a high ponytail, and you loved the wayward curl by her ear that would always escape. Her lightly freckled skin made your mouth wat...
I am lost in what I need Do I stay Or simply flee I know where I am wanted Where I feel free For in this moment I can no longer be Feeling your hunger Compared to his Am I a harlot To ache for his kiss Do I give in To this unexpected sin Or do I stay...
Love comes in many ways Sentiments that you care Together enjoying the daysA little romance in the air Perhaps it's just a lookOr a passionate kissOr that beautiful poetry bookRomantic things that are bliss Those wonderful bear hugsMassages with warm oilY...
