Thursday, November 5, 2009

P.E.A.C.H.E.S

P- etals of sweet dreams float in short wisps


E- nveloping me with surreal emotions


A - nother night with you always feels like the first


C - herish each time our hands touch and our eyes meet


H - olding you close amidst a multitude of lights in darkness


E - veralasting memories of bliss in fleeting moments


S - ometimes you're just too good to be true


He call me PEACHES and I call him PUMPKIN or PIE, put them together we are the Peache Pumpkin PIE :D So cheesy!

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