Post by Wallflower on Mar 6, 2005 4:22:43 GMT -5
The pearl of a secret sparkels in the sun;
My trust for you, is not to be easliy a'won.
Yet the glitter on the moon;
Tells me I will trust you soon.
The oceanic breeze on my skin;
Secretly feels, as if it should be a sin.
The pearl and breezy, glitterous wonder;
Makes me ask myself, "what spell am i under?"
Natures music, plays a hypnotic, soothing song;
Laying in the California sand, I will be asleep before long.
My trust for you, is not to be easliy a'won.
Yet the glitter on the moon;
Tells me I will trust you soon.
The oceanic breeze on my skin;
Secretly feels, as if it should be a sin.
The pearl and breezy, glitterous wonder;
Makes me ask myself, "what spell am i under?"
Natures music, plays a hypnotic, soothing song;
Laying in the California sand, I will be asleep before long.
