Treasure Island

Michael Snowden

(2/24/1981 / Marysville CA.)

Time


Every time I look into those enchanting green eyes I am mesmerized
Every time I see your sexy curves my mind is a blur
Every time I kiss those sweet lips my world is flipped
Every time I touch your soft skin my love feels young again
Every time I here your beautiful voice my heart has to rejoice
Every time my life got scary you stayed near me
Every time I smell your intoxicating sent my sole is consumed by it
When I think about all the times we have shared the word is clear...... LOVE

Submitted: Monday, January 14, 2013
Edited: Monday, January 14, 2013
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This was something that came to me after THE ONE left me. lol I wrote it on 4/15/2012

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