The soft tickle of sand between my toes,
as I walk along the beach;
My favorite pair of jeans,
how they move and conform to every curve on my body;
The song playing over the stereo,
when the moment is just right;
The light smell of jasmine in the air,
carrying in the wind on a warm, summer's night;
The strokes of my paintbrush across the canvas,
and the soft drying of paint on my fingers;
The pulse of the the rhythm,
while I dance on the floor of an empty room;
The sweat dripping off my brow,
and my arm raised victoriously in the air;
The way your voice sounds,
when you sing your melodies to me;
How my hand fits,
right into yours;
The sweet taste of your lips,
as you press them onto mine;
The smile in your eyes,
everytime we meet;
My heart fills with happiness,
and I melt so delicately into you...









Hi
I really appreciate it
-Isaiah
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XOXO,
Luana
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You are drawing me to you.
That is your art.
I am drawn.
-Saul Williams
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You are drawing me to you.
That is your art.
I am drawn.
-Saul Williams
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I know i'm not lost, i'm just alone...
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You are drawing me to you.
That is your art.
I am drawn.
-Saul Williams
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I know i'm not lost, i'm just alone...
Proud member of the anti-Twilight club!!>>>[link]
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