tisdag 8 september 2009

come and sit here with me.



I want to do these magic things with someone I love.

Just add some fantasy and romance, a night before it starts to get so cold you need a scarf wired twothousand times around your neck.
With you I want to sit on a roof under the stars with a pillow close to my chest, smoke, drink some old wine and philosophize about life, love and death. But we don't have to go so deep within our souls. Can you handle so much life on just one night, so cold air, so much kissing and so many deep words. Just the minutes before sleep thoughts are runnin
g through your head like crazy, so tired the only thing you can feel is your loves legs twisted around yours, a soft kiss and three small words with a bigger meaning than life, just that second passes by slower than the one before.

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