desperado
Friday, February 22, 2008 ♥
How do you look when you look into the mirror?
What's your face expression?
Were you smiling...
in your lips, your velvet skin or your eyes?
I wonder if you can hear me
But my eyes are stuck along your neckline,
still and rigid broad shoulders.
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You better let somebody love you
You better let somebody love you
Before it's too late....