noboddy

Love is my sin. I let it in. It's like an old habbit, it won't stop until it wins. In the right hands it can be pure and whole. But mistreat it and it becomes broken and cold. But it doesn't know, so it comes back for more. And sheds blood on the floor. My love is weak and cold, will someone come and make me whole?

I Remembered Yesterday by jsenn A smile slipped softly across my face several times today. Each time, I remembered... I remembered yesterday. It rained all day long and we watched the world slowly vanish in a crystal view of water washing across the window pane. I remembered making love in sweet seclusion, silence kissed by silken movements our hands in rhythm to the motion of the water. I remembered thunder rumbling in the distance and our laughter filling the room as passion became exhilaration. I remembered the first time, that tender moment encircled by your arms, surprised by my emotions which have become

Love is my sin. I let it in. It's like an old habbit, it won't stop until it wins. In the right hands it can be pure and whole. But mistreat it and it becomes broken and cold. But it doesn't know, so it comes back for more. And sheds blood on the floor. My love is weak and cold, will someone come and make me whole?

I Remembered Yesterday by jsenn A smile slipped softly across my face several times today. Each time, I remembered... I remembered yesterday. It rained all day long and we watched the world slowly vanish in a crystal view of water washing across the window pane. I remembered making love in sweet seclusion, silence kissed by silken movements our hands in rhythm to the motion of the water. I remembered thunder rumbling in the distance and our laughter filling the room as passion became exhilaration. I remembered the first time, that tender moment encircled by your arms, surprised by my emotions which have become

Love is my sin. I let it in. It's like an old habbit, it won't stop until it wins. In the right hands it can be pure and whole. But mistreat it and it becomes broken and cold. But it doesn't know, so it comes back for more. And sheds blood on the floor. My love is weak and cold, will someone come and make me whole?

I Remembered Yesterday by jsenn A smile slipped softly across my face several times today. Each time, I remembered... I remembered yesterday. It rained all day long and we watched the world slowly vanish in a crystal view of water washing across the window pane. I remembered making love in sweet seclusion, silence kissed by silken movements our hands in rhythm to the motion of the water. I remembered thunder rumbling in the distance and our laughter filling the room as passion became exhilaration. I remembered the first time, that tender moment encircled by your arms, surprised by my emotions which have become