I feel you by Schiller
I feel you
In every vain
In every beating of my hart
In in every breath I ever take
I feel you
Any way
In ever tear that I shed
In every word I've never said
I feel you

Body, Mind, Spirit, Real Life, Virtual, SecondLife and anything in between. The blog of an emotional and perverted sapiosexual
I feel you
In every vain
In every beating of my hart
In in every breath I ever take
I feel you
Any way
In ever tear that I shed
In every word I've never said
I feel you
“Patience is a virtue, my love,” he whispered to her as he gently pulled the strings on her shoulder, like the delicate strings of his violin, her body created more excitement in him.