I wanna fill you like pages of love poems unsaid
Like soft sheeted pillows and covers in bed
I want to plant you like wheat in a farmer’s field
Completely get lost in your body and yield
To loving like loves never been felt before
And knocking like no one’s ever locked a door
And know that I fill you like pages and sheets
And live like there’s no validity to ‘history repeats’
:-D
i get the title, but this works better for me without it. Perhaps it's simply the moon ;-)
no no
I hate the title I just didn't have a better one
Much Love
Ashley