domingo, 4 de diciembre de 2011

ELATED (Later to come in SPANISH)


I cant help but wear my heart on my sleeve. 
Now Im in way deep. 
Heart set to explode. 
Hanging off your every word.  
I hold on strong and moan. 
Aching for your touch, all rythims slow.  Anticipation keeps me on the edge with hope. 
Finally ecstasy, I am elated.

                                                      Haydee Pabon


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