Heart Strings
My heart is his if he will take it, I trust in him that he won't break it. I'm drawn to him like moths to a flame, he makes me melt just by saying my name. He makes me laugh, he makes me smile, just by talking all the while. He is like no other boy, he is NOT just some "toy"! He means all the world to me, he fills my heat with ecstasy. He goes about so naturally pulling my heart strings 1,2,3.
Copyright © Lacey Nowling | Year Posted 2015
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