Yes, I let you hold my hand and I held yours... - acknowledging a perfect fit Yes, I let you look into my eyes I curiously looked into yours... - I didn't blink or turn away letting you past the walls of protection Yes, I let you pull me close to you; wrap your arms …
Tag: regrets
I Live With No Regrets
Wishful thinking a few Hail Mary's and an Act Of Contrition thrown in for good luck - keeps me honest when I spend to much time alone... Once you asked if I was raised as a Catholic girl Big Apple shines bright in beautiful Italian brown eyes you said All I could see were emerald …
Trilby Yates 