miércoles, 23 de julio de 2008

is it too much to ask that...

I wish that you read me, and in that instant you me naked. I want that you read me as a loving stripped of his clothes to his beloved, with passion, with force. Is it too much to ask?

1 comentario:

LuisGris dijo...

WOULD IT KILL ME? BECAUSE IM COLD AND IM READY, BUT IM NOT SET FOR THESE TIMES... SHE'LL FORGIVE ME? OR IT WILL OUTRAGEOUS AND TOO DANGEROUS TO PASS...

ANYWAY, I DON'T CARE IF IT IS TOO MUCH TOO ASK... I BELIEVE THAT IS NOT.

-NO PUDE INSERTAR EL VIDEO QUE QUERIA... PERO ESTE ES EL LINK: http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=GLS_CAzJCwQ
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The smiles as she walked in the roomhave all turned into frowns
Am I too quick to assume that the love is no longer in bloom
The tantrums and the tears play a very different tunes to what they did before
Their heads red raw
And the end doesn't sound like the happiest around
When you sobbed before it felt much more like the product of the squabble
Now there's reason for it to be something more
And there would be
Oh its uncertain weather, the curtain has shut for good
She said "see if it's still rainning but I'm not dressed for it, and if you loved me..."
And I interrupt to receive the scowl and stare
But still decided to stop her there


Would it be outrageous to say
We're either shouting or we're shagging locked in tempestuous phase
At least that's how we felt yesterday
The eyes are getting heavier
And whether you're sleep or awake, is a mistery
Would a kiss be too much to ask
When you fit me as sunday's frozen pitch fix the thermos flask
It's a pity
It just hit me we can't go back
Still the cheast touching on the back