I need your Sway.

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Sunday, June 24, 2007

baby. please come back from johor as soon as possible. i miss listening to your sweet voice. i miss you. i love you!

we stood in the doorway
her hands on my waist
the clock tickling loudly
almost in haste

she moved in closer
her eyes locked in mine
I long for her kiss
For just a moment in time

her lips meet mine
and I feel the sensation
no longer must I wait
to give in to the sweet temptation

my knees go weak
my palms become sweaty
I go back to that place
I have been so many times already

the world disappears
all that's left is her and I
and as we pull away
I feel as though I could fly

Labels: bring it on back.

7:28 PM

Love.

Hello there.

Aiman

Mua.

I'm Awesome. Okay, done.

Sound Tastebuds.

Here you go.

GO.

Afifah

Azri

Fifa

Ifah

Khairi

Mike

Muna

Zati

Rants

Let's look back.

That's it.

Shaddie