2016年02月20日
you lock the time of love

From over a heartbeat, to a small curved dream yao, I like you wash the dishes, put your ripe plum and red cherry on the plate, suddenly, in front of you, in the heart of beauty, and the turbulence keep breathing.
The graceful posture, like through the dust of dreams, bad around at night, do you like a toadstool flowers, open in front of me, I also took to you the beauty of the dark and beautiful poison Ban, poisoning, willing to you is worth it.
You like buried in the pyramid I a golden book, are recorded in the page page of your project, as in every page you are like a pale green LiuYa exploration, in the dream of light yellow, in my inside the pyramid, let the beauty of the candle light, shining on the tomb general of the United States, you want to put the drain in the tomb, a land your exclusive.
I like you a beautiful epic and fairy tale, you are my master. Tonight, and I like the night in your night, I see you in the street like neon glow, just like disappeared at the end of the boulevard. Isn't it, in the quiet and you see me, and then glanced up, love is so severe and urgent.
Posted by Maybe God wants us to meet at 12:14│Comments(0)