02-12-2014, 08:29 AM
"I met the reason of my heart"
I met the reason of my heart.
His lips alone undressed my soul.
We crawl through hands and so it starts,
I met the reason of my heart.
Complacence drinks our sacred art
as two make one and now we're whole.
I met the reason of my heart.
His lips alone undressed my soul.
I met the reason of my heart.
His lips alone undressed my soul.
We crawl through hands and so it starts,
I met the reason of my heart.
Complacence drinks our sacred art
as two make one and now we're whole.
I met the reason of my heart.
His lips alone undressed my soul.