jax0r
jax0r's journal
2001-11-04 16:16:29 (UTC)
Pure
Pink gentle lips,
Looking pure and warm.
A sweet kiss.
Fingers running through her hair.
He lingered,
Aching to hold her.
And forever haunting him.
Pink gentle lips,
Looking pure and warm.
A sweet kiss.
Fingers running through her hair.
He lingered,
Aching to hold her.
And forever haunting him.