Dear Lorenzo -Italian Contest by Deanna M Gritsonis
Its your deep eyes
On the beach
Tan arms tensing as you run
your laugh is contagious lack of communication
gives us more reason to smile
Questo ha per essere un sogno
vacation of you
everything i need to forget
the sun setting as your wrap me
kissing me on the cliffs of Positano
Il mio amore cresce più profondo
all I can understand
Deeper we fall
closer to the last grain of sand to fall
The magic dance
One last time
Your hands will cup me
Dear Lorenzo
My amazing everything 07/13/2007 Posted on 01/27/2009 Copyright © 2025 Deanna M Gritsonis
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