What is it that keeps me awake night after night? Night after night, I find myself laying and thinking. Thinking about the softness of her lips, the firmness of her grasp, the gleaming of her eyes, and the calming of her voice. Even though I may not sleep, I wouldn't want anything else keeping me awake.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
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