angliholic
09-02-2010, 08:45 PM
Please, Zephyr,
stop pulling my leg
when you're shooting the breeze.
The way
you lightly draw open my curtain
is like
the tender hands of my love in the mist
that gently clear away
the heavy fog that tightly wraps around
my bosom.
stop pulling my leg
when you're shooting the breeze.
The way
you lightly draw open my curtain
is like
the tender hands of my love in the mist
that gently clear away
the heavy fog that tightly wraps around
my bosom.