| Love Poem: The curve of your hips Is stuck in my mind The taste of your lips So sweet that I find Myself lost in the thought Of our next embrace I see now I’m caught Without even a chase – Shawn Self |
| Love Poem: The curve of your hips Is stuck in my mind The taste of your lips So sweet that I find Myself lost in the thought Of our next embrace I see now I’m caught Without even a chase – Shawn Self |