Tag Archives: Your Hands

Perfectly Bright, Exceptionally Right

Perfectly Bright, Exceptionally Rightby Michael DoyleLike a magic spark in the nightYour fire burned perfectly brightShining deep into my aching soulOne touch and I simply lost controlThere is sweetness on your lipsStaring into my eyes, hands on hipsFitting together so … Continue reading

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One To Last

One To Lastby Michael DoyleShut the doors, look inside your soulFilling up with peace, this love has no tollFree falling into feelings of eternityI breathe in the bliss that is you and meYour hands fill me up when I’m fallingMy … Continue reading

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