Look at her..gorgeos

Behind the smile, there's the wish. The wild wish, blamed but wanted. The wish so gentil and blonde...I'm inlove with the feeling, with her taste and her provocative touch."I wanna kiss you in Paris", says the song. But I wanna kiss you everywhere. Every single inch of your body...And every atom of your anatomy. God...
You make me wild in a innocent way, in a egocentric way. Is just like I'm hugging myself.And kissing her was like kissing the mirror at the age 12... Soft, silky and emotional.I wonder what could happend. Us and some... pills.Lonely feeling, I thought. Weird me, I thought.
But no, she's me. And I'm her. And she's mine. And I'm hers.