Cold Moonlight
As I stand in the cold, moonless night,
I wonder if I'm safe, then I feel your arms around me holding me tight.
As I stand in the frigid, moonless night
I wonder if I'm loved, then I feel your lips on mine.
We whisper our goodbyes,
kiss each other softly before depating
to go our seperate ways.
To: Michael
From: Tiffany
I love you
Copyright © Tiffany Christian | Year Posted 2007
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