loocking for a funny girl
Funny boy ... energic and have more to be descuvred
...to love and know to appreciate the moments when i tell her poems in the moonlight...when i hold her in my arms and rubbing up a sleep...then tell our father in thought as well...a dream one morning and kiss rubbing easy to not wake up...only to feel in sleep ... so she know the i am there...to tell and grab a shake slightly, to include a deep shudder that...to an ant from head to Abbey fingers, breathe that electrifying air and we kiss ........sa iubeasca si sa stie sa aprecieze momentele cand ii spun poezii in lumina lunii...cand o tin in brate si o mangai pana adoarme...apoi ii spun tatal nostru in gand ca sa viseze frumos...o mangai dimineata si o sarut usor sa nu o trezesc...doar sa ma simta prin somn...sa stie ca sunt acolo......sa asculte muzica romantica sa ii spun si sa o apuce usor tremuratul, sa o cuprinda acel fior profund...sa o furnice din cap pana in farful degetelor, sa respire aerul acela electrizant si sa ne sarutam...