Saturday, February 28, 2009

Paris Perfume

Tonight, someone is with me
I can feel the love
A tense moment pass by me
I suck the air and it relax my body
A motion of hands
A feel kicks with the leg
and I lay down waiting.

The passion I felt that night
It was like yesterday
The gentle touch and the warm body
Side by side
We feels each other heart racing breaths
The hand move like rock skipping on water
The smell of cherry lip and the Paris perfume
Still linger on me today...

6 comments:

Lorita said...

Whoa, who is this person? Is it who I think it is at the mall on Friday??? ; )
Just kidding but still who is it?

Quoc said...

It no one, i just make it up. Duh ^.^

Dalvinder said...

Lorita are you thinking of who I'm thinking of?? And really Quoc you made it up?

Lorita said...

Yes, I thinking of who you are thinking of Dalvinder. However, Quoc I don't think that seems very convincing. You are thinking about someone?!?

Quoc said...

Who would I be thinking about? ^>^

Kamri said...

Lorita, Dalvinder you are both nasty you too Quoc.