In the middle of the might, sweet thoughts of you take flight. All during the day, thoughts of you come to play, I can almost hear them say, say your name. It's all just the same.
I am yearning, from this flame burning. It burns all the way through, from my loving thoughts of you, what's a man to do?
Smack my face blue, I'm a romantic too. You'll find me out on a moon lit night, thinking of your lovely sight, who cares whether I'm wrong or right.
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Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on February 9, 2008
Oh yeaaaaaaaaaaaa,was thay you..giggles...Hugssssssssss
Love,
Chanti Lace xoxo
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Love,
Chanti Lace xoxo