21 de marzo de 2011

The whispers in te morning
of lovers sleeping tight
are roling like thunder now
as I look in your eyes

I hold on to your body
and feel each move you make
your voice is warm and tender
a love that I could not forsake

Cause I am your lady
and you are my man
whenever you reach for me
ill do all that I can...

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