Stained In You
Holding your soul in the palm of my hand
caressing your face, I'm yours to command
tasting the sweetness, I'm stained in you
two becomes one; forever entwined
but .. it's only fantasy, all in my mind.
Copyright © Colin Marschall | Year Posted 2006
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