I don’t care how many lips you have kissed, how many shoulders you have embraced and how many times you have said, I love You! All I care is not be the first but to be your last!
In the midst of golden dusk, my fingers entwined in yours, head resting on nook of your arm, breathing your fragrance, intoxicated, I find myself… all over again!
It hurts when you need just a piece of love and there is nobody to give it. It hurts even more when you have an ocean of love and there is nobody to receive it.
Dear Love, If I were a tear in your eye, I would roll down onto your lips, But if you were a tear in my eye I would never cry as I would be afraid to lose you!
I don’t care how many lips you have kissed, how many shoulders you have embraced and how many times you have said, I love You! All I care is not be the first but to be your last!
In the midst of golden dusk, my fingers entwined in yours, head resting on nook of your arm, breathing your fragrance, intoxicated, I find myself… all over again!
It hurts when you need just a piece of love and there is nobody to give it. It hurts even more when you have an ocean of love and there is nobody to receive it.
Dear Love, If I were a tear in your eye, I would roll down onto your lips, But if you were a tear in my eye I would never cry as I would be afraid to lose you!
I don’t care how many lips you have kissed, how many shoulders you have embraced and how many times you have said, I love You! All I care is not be the first but to be your last!
