All Roads Lead To Jack
I like the feeling of the sand between my toes,
Sand - like the colour of your hair,
Hair which I run through with my fingers gliding
As your fingers run down my back...
Fingers lightly touch my skin,
I touch yours - like silk -
Silk like the dress I wore,
Wore only once, on the night you took me dancing...
Dancing, as we do under the covers -
Covers soft, light and blue like your eyes,
Your eyes that stare into mine,
Into mine, and into my soul...
My soul, which is also yours.
01/08/07
xxx
Tuesday, 7 August 2007
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