Come Back
Magic words feed the poets.
My words live in your innocent eyes
You left, now I'm a dreamer
It's only there, I can feed myself
Your smile is the vitamin of my heart
I miss your sweet warm caress on my body
Please Baby, come back
Copyright © Gregory Azor | Year Posted 2011
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