If only you knew
My oblivious love burns for you like a raging inferno
I wish to press these fiery lips against yours
ah, but this is only a fantasy.
My scorned love tortured by cruel fate.
Alas, this may be...but love's good fortune shall have it's day.
When my tormented soul will have its just deserts
· Mon Jun 26, 2006 @ 04:22am · 1 Comments