43308

you are what you love,not what loves you. I love the darling buds of May,the gentle footprints on the first snow. I love the fantasy,the romance,passion,t nsion,warm,tingly feelings that make our life a wonder tale

i want him to have a warm heart as well as warm arms that will not let me go. I wish him to be able to read my mind as well as my eyes which will reveal the inner self.