sexta-feira, 8 de outubro de 2010

Sex, love and movies


One day, in a dark lighted cinema, you held my hand as a sign of love, and you wispered in my ear: I want you.
You've got me, under you skin, on your fingertips as I moan.
I love the way you touch me, the way you feel me with every breath you take inside of me.
Hate to be part from you, but now I just think I'm loving it...
Love it for now, stick with me, you won't regret it.