Treasure Island

jonathan cruz

all because you kissed me goodnight (modified version)

I ran out the door and opened the stairs
Sat upon my books and read on my chair
I closed you and thought about my sight
All because you kissed me goodnight

I got off on my teeth and brushed my bed
Chomped up my milk and sipped my bread
I fixed my step and took myself
No means of signs, no use of mines
All because you kissed me goodnight

I knocked on your bell and rang on the flap
The house lets my hand and you took me park
My eyes were on me and yours were on you
I have my hands on your shoulder and yours on my waist
The warmth of our lips is just to be bloomed
Oh my god! you have kissed me goodnight

Submitted: Wednesday, February 10, 2010

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  • Vance Gilmore (2/10/2010 8:05:00 AM)

    There's nothing like a kiss from someone you love. It can turn your whole world upside down in a beautiful way. (Report) Reply

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