Happiness is Her, when she stares into my soul, listens to my nakedness, embraces me in her vulnerability.
I look into her sad brown eyes, experiencing her full red lips, as I lose myself in her soothing cheeks, and while we reinvent love, there is no longer a need for walls.
NakedOnMyChain -> RE: naked (8/9/2005 3:02:46 AM)
"Listens to my nakedness". Nice imagery. Very pretty.