As I lay here in my bed tonight listening to slow trumpet music


As I lay hare in my bed tonight listening to slow trumpet music It’s make me think of the way you kiss my face ,it’s like walking on a cool winter‘s morning and the cool breeze brushing across my face , as I lay here in my bed listening to slow trumpet music it’s makes me think about the way you say my name ,the way you hold me in your arms ,the way you brush my hair a way from my Face ,the way you touch my body it’s feel like heaven on earth From S.D.S

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