tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41549225244114423692011-12-19T23:39:55.075-08:00Darkynoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4154922524411442369.post-8138313056193693042007-01-25T08:13:00.000-08:002007-01-25T08:23:04.109-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5638/akitschykindoflovebygil3yh.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5638/akitschykindoflovebygil3yh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> Laying underneath the stars,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> On a warm silent night.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> Your arms are wrapped around me,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> And everything feels right.</span><br /> <br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> You kiss me sweet and softly,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> I feel your warm gentle touch,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> You help me feel protected</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> Under the sweet night sky rush.</span><br /> <br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> My world before me is perfect.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> There's nowhere else I want to be,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> Except laying underneath the stars</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> Hand in hand, you and me.</span><br /> <br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> Just when everything is perfect,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> And you seem so delicately sweet,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> A rush of wind comes past me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> As I'm swept beneath my feet.</span><br /> <br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> Nothing could be more right,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> There's nowhere else I want to be.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> Let's take a walk my only love,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"> Hand in hand, you and me.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4154922524411442369-813831305619369304?l=so-called-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Darkynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4154922524411442369.post-64749024281612904162007-01-24T14:58:00.001-08:002007-01-24T14:58:41.497-08:00ighkjbniu<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4154922524411442369-6474902428161290416?l=so-called-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Darkynoreply@blogger.com0