Tender Lips
When he whispers my name ,he makes my heart bleed out for him...
When he touch my face with his soft hands so slowly, he pulls my soul out of hell...
When he holds me so tight tell I can't breathe , he makes me melt inside his beloving arms...
He bite my tongue and I bite his soft , tender lips...
He capture me with every word , with every touch , with every heart beat...
I love him for who he truly are , for his beautiful soul , his sweet words ....
When I hear his lovely voice...
But.....
I never saw his face.....
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