Untitled...?

This feeling...
This lingering desire...
The hands cannot stop this pleasuring pain...
The will is to weak to repel...

The wind carries your scent...
The rain bears the moments...
I lunged and allow myself to be doused...
But still I burn, I pine, I perish...


Hey Rosebud..,;)
What about you?
Where do you stand?
Are we in this together?

Because...
I don't want to play tennis with walls...
It's weird to only wear one shoe...
And a bicycle-built-for-two?
Come on, that's just pathetic...;P

I'll wait...
I still have the promises you gave me...
I'm sure you have a lot of mine too...
And I say we should keep them...
Ponder them and take action...

Because you and me belle, we make a pretty good team...=)