She screamed and cried
nothing could compare to saying goodbye
The wind dried the tears
but left the fears
She screamed and cried
she was scared, but she tried
the ghost of death
clung to the air
this was the last affair
she screamed and she cried
life could not be the same with out nine
the roses had withered
her companions time was accomplished....
I needed his touch. I craved the sensation that would overcome me as he held me. His dirt brown eyes burned holes in my heart. Holes that could only be filled with his touch.
His hands left footprints on my body. Our DNA merged almost as if bonded by chemicals.
Everything about him called my name. Almost as if he was made for loving me.
His love shot my heart like those on achilles...
