Dec 04 2010
Stages of Love
I see his face
I feel the love
With his hands around my waist
It’s the lightness of two doves
But, he says this is a waste
He pushes and he shoves
I now have this bitter taste
Because no longer will I love
Dec 04 2010
I see his face
I feel the love
With his hands around my waist
It’s the lightness of two doves
But, he says this is a waste
He pushes and he shoves
I now have this bitter taste
Because no longer will I love