3 September 2012
Windy whispers hit the window But I've not a care in the world. Laying here in your arms, warm and loved. Nothing can spoil this loving curl. Snoozing sound of your breathing The way your face is at peace, Holding on to me protectively. As of I might be stolen by some beast. These are the moments I live for. The ones that make me happiest...
If only this scene could be real, But for now, this is a dream, and a desired quest.
©Odd
Moments To Live For • Opuss № I