I have kissed honey lips, felt the healing in her fingertips.
It burned like fire, this burning desire.
I have spoke with the tongue of angels, I have held the hand of a devil.
It was warm in the night, I was cold as a stone.
But I still haven't found, what I'm looking for.
est. June 24th, 2013
@rogerswaters is the Robert to my Georgie.