I'm falling asleep another night,
with thoughts of your kisses on my mind.
With your arms wrapped around me in my head
and the craving for your body in my bed.
Sometimes the moon wakes me with its gentle shine -
I couldve sworn our bodies were just intertwined.
And even the shadows dancing around my room
Are wearing the silhouettes of me and you.
DU LIEST GERADE
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Poetry"Lyrik ist die Sprache des denkenden Herzens" - Silvana E. Schneider "Poetry is the language of the thinking heart" - Silvana E. Schneider
