To softly catch your skin with my pillow lips, cushioned like severed satin and (when darkness fell) wouldn't we love to gaze at each others matador stares.. while a pitied day goes by without our knowing! Two felled deer depict the trees fell gaze too, unlike our starry dual. Fair prince in darkening eve, does thou go to the gates to slay or nay But then again, do i really care sometimes i wish i did.
