Your Kiss would warm my heart,
Even across the Ice of a Thousand Moons,
Through Distance,Time and Sunsets,
I will Hold you in my Arms Forever...
Your Kiss would lift my soul,
from the Deepest Pits of Dispare,
The Fire in Your Eyes,
Lights my path on the Darkest of Nights,
Guiding my way into Your Love...
Your Kiss holds me close,
Telling me of Your Love,
Making me Want you More each day,
Antisipating each deep look into My Eyes,
Awaiting the Next Time for,
Your Kiss...
Hi it’s good to know you. Stay blessed.
Regards, love and peace.
Rashad.
Chairman: Hope development organization.
Email: chairman@hopedevelopment.org
www.hopedevelopment.org
As I sit here,quietly thinking of you,
sunrise burns off the mornings dew,
steaming the grass within it's glow,
comming to pass,my dreams you know,
sipping my coffee,with paper and pin,
writing of my dreams,and You,within,
we were walking along a sunny beach,
we were talking about the dreams of each,
finding some driftwood to build a fire,
watching the sunset,passions growing higher,
washing over us in a crimson delite,
kissing our faces with it's firey light,
I thought to myself,what a beautiful sight,
an Angel in my arms,for a passionate night,
a warming glow from our little fire,
a session of sparks flew ever higher,
into the night to fly in the sky,
amber stars to my wandering eye,
leaning in to give me a sweet kiss,
reminding me now of the passion I miss,
as sweet as honey,flowed your tenderness,
warm and wet from our passionate bliss,
as we made our sweet love in the night,
lost in your eyes,in the soft moonlight,
gone is the fear,is our love alright,
long was my tear,as I search for true light,
hungry for love and holding onto you tight,
oh how I long for that passionate flight,
then I woke up from that wonderful dream,
but you weren't there,I just wanted to scream,
covered with sweat and a small gift in my hand,
a tiny blue seashell,with just a touch of sand,
so I write of the dreams we just had,
know alright,that they were not so bad,
how I longed for that promised land,
my thoughts belong to that touch of sand...
Lonely Soul
Hi it’s good to know you Stay blessed.
Regards, love and peace.
Rashad.
Chairman: Hope development organization.
Email: chairman@hopedevelopment.org
www.hopedevelopment.org
Welcome to join us on the journey through Sweden starting in Lapland.
Sweden… The country of northern light, midnight sun, mile wild forests, lacks and Europe's last wilderness; Lapland
Hope seeing you there *smile*/Gunilla
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Your Kiss
Your Kiss would warm my heart,
Even across the Ice of a Thousand Moons,
Through Distance,Time and Sunsets,
I will Hold you in my Arms Forever...
Your Kiss would lift my soul,
from the Deepest Pits of Dispare,
The Fire in Your Eyes,
Lights my path on the Darkest of Nights,
Guiding my way into Your Love...
Your Kiss holds me close,
Telling me of Your Love,
Making me Want you More each day,
Antisipating each deep look into My Eyes,
Awaiting the Next Time for,
Your Kiss...
LonelySoul
Regards, love and peace.
Rashad.
Chairman: Hope development organization.
Email: chairman@hopedevelopment.org
www.hopedevelopment.org
do you know?
Touch of Sand
As I sit here,quietly thinking of you,
sunrise burns off the mornings dew,
steaming the grass within it's glow,
comming to pass,my dreams you know,
sipping my coffee,with paper and pin,
writing of my dreams,and You,within,
we were walking along a sunny beach,
we were talking about the dreams of each,
finding some driftwood to build a fire,
watching the sunset,passions growing higher,
washing over us in a crimson delite,
kissing our faces with it's firey light,
I thought to myself,what a beautiful sight,
an Angel in my arms,for a passionate night,
a warming glow from our little fire,
a session of sparks flew ever higher,
into the night to fly in the sky,
amber stars to my wandering eye,
leaning in to give me a sweet kiss,
reminding me now of the passion I miss,
as sweet as honey,flowed your tenderness,
warm and wet from our passionate bliss,
as we made our sweet love in the night,
lost in your eyes,in the soft moonlight,
gone is the fear,is our love alright,
long was my tear,as I search for true light,
hungry for love and holding onto you tight,
oh how I long for that passionate flight,
then I woke up from that wonderful dream,
but you weren't there,I just wanted to scream,
covered with sweat and a small gift in my hand,
a tiny blue seashell,with just a touch of sand,
so I write of the dreams we just had,
know alright,that they were not so bad,
how I longed for that promised land,
my thoughts belong to that touch of sand...
Lonely Soul
Regards, love and peace.
Rashad.
Chairman: Hope development organization.
Email: chairman@hopedevelopment.org
www.hopedevelopment.org
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Welcome to join us on the journey through Sweden starting in Lapland.
Sweden… The country of northern light, midnight sun, mile wild forests, lacks and Europe's last wilderness; Lapland
Hope seeing you there *smile*/Gunilla
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