I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
Do not
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Kisses For Mach
Sliding my finger tips I play with your luscious lips… Small bites and little nips Love’s nectar oozes and drips…
No comments:
Post a Comment