Draw my eyes to the curve of your lips
With honey molasses skin that's been sun kissed
Miss you may not know this, But you are poetry in motion.
Sent from my iPod
Friday, January 15, 2010
Poetry In Motion
Poetry in motion you sway me to the beat of your hips
Draw my eyes to the curve of your lips
With honey molasses skin that's been sun kissed
Miss you may not know this, But you are poetry in motion.
Draw my eyes to the curve of your lips
With honey molasses skin that's been sun kissed
Miss you may not know this, But you are poetry in motion.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Tears Of My Heart
[The tears of my heart flow like rivers
leaving behind the tracks of my pain like residue
wounds concealed but still new]
Monday, January 11, 2010
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