vineri, 9 decembrie 2011

lucky strike

And it s warm in your arms, despite the coldness outside. I don t feel the frozen wind anymore, just your perfume entering my lungs. I snuggle like a baby at your chest and forget about everything else when your arms surround me. I can sense your hair caressing my shoulder, your your lips on my neck, your intense heartbeats vibing like electricity, going through my skin. You, you, lucky strike.

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  1. lolololololololololololololollolololololololololololololololololololllololollolololollollololollollollollololololololololoo...lucky strike ha?:P youuu ...era odata...o fata nefumatoare :)))