Skye Love Poems
|11.||Death Is A Sarrowful Thing||5/14/2007|
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I look in your eyes
I see my future inside
I feel your hands creep, closer closer
And now we’re lying in the grass
O everything is happening so fast
My body is telling me go
But my head is saying no! No!
This isn’t the way we are supposed to be
The urge to be close blurs my eyes I can’t see
I can’t think now here u go
Hands sliding low
Baby please I'm telling you,
Your going too slow!
I can feel your heart beat
This is turning into a disaster
I can feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins
You’re driving me ...