Theres this place in me where your finger
There’s this place in me where your finger prints still rest. Your kisses still linger and your whispers softly echo. It’s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me!
Mountain rain or summer heat; Your friendship is the reason why I breathe. Tell me dear what is sweet? Is that you or your heartbeats? Happy Birthday Sweetheart!
Love is a diary that only one person
Love is a diary that only one person writes but friendship is a public book where you study in library. So what do you prefer? A diary o a public book.
I love the way it rubs against the soft pink flesh creatin a creamy foamy liquid, as it thrust in & out up& down, can’t wait til nxt time I LUV MY TOOTHBRUSH