Wed, 10/29/2014 - 09:23 -- El.Bee

Escape "reality" in something beautiful

       Become lost

 I find myself constantly lost

               In your eyes

               In your smile

               In your lips

                                In your hair. Oh I love being tangled in your hair.

  Sometimes I get lost in the way you just stand there. 

                nothing else

My mind escapes and becomes numb. 

              You put me here. 

Oh darling, 

                                                                          wont you join me? 



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