Poetry 3 |
Thinkin of you |
Why is it you're all I think about. My minds a cloud and it's raining. I can't see clrealy and I want you near me. Let the sunshine in, let me see you agaiin. Thinking of you makes my day go by. Dreaming of you makes me want to cry. In my dreams you're by my side and there's never anything I have to hide. The world outside does not exist. When I'm in your arms and when we kiss.... |
Ancient |
Lovers Believed A Kiss Would Literelly Unite Their Souls Because The Spirit Was Said To Be Carried In Ones Breath |
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