Dont Make It Hard On Yourself, When I Can Get Hard In Yourself (memories)

**sleepy jack** · 12-25-2006, 01:59 PM

Dont Make It Hard On Yourself, When I Can Get Hard In Yourself

Oh sing to me coffee eyes above the dead winter leaves, under the winters evergreens, and lets forget the tears that seem to tattoo our faces, the memories that scar our lives.

Just think of now, as I tread my fingers down the back of your neck while I cradle your head, and listen to the sound of a frozen creek trying to break free, underneath its icy cage, one that will shatter with the spring thaw, when love can begin to grow and the flowers will also.

So sing to me coffee eyes above the dead winter leaves, under the winters evergreens, just sing to me about a place so free, escaping under a sky dotted with a thousand celestial eyes, oh yes my coffee eyes.

Oh yes,
Heres my idea of love,
Just you and me, we call it us,
Resting in our bed of gentle lust,
A delicate display, we under the stars dust,
Heres my idea of love,
Just you and me, us call it us,
Heres my idea of love,
Only you coffee eyes,
Only you.

Trauma · 12-26-2006, 11:29 AM

That was hard on.
<3

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12-25-2006, 01:59 PM
sleepy jack Bone Machine Join Date: Nov 2004 Location: Jesusland Posts: 17,218	Dont Make It Hard On Yourself, When I Can Get Hard In Yourself Dont Make It Hard On Yourself, When I Can Get Hard In Yourself Oh sing to me coffee eyes above the dead winter leaves, under the winters evergreens, and lets forget the tears that seem to tattoo our faces, the memories that scar our lives. Just think of now, as I tread my fingers down the back of your neck while I cradle your head, and listen to the sound of a frozen creek trying to break free, underneath its icy cage, one that will shatter with the spring thaw, when love can begin to grow and the flowers will also. So sing to me coffee eyes above the dead winter leaves, under the winters evergreens, just sing to me about a place so free, escaping under a sky dotted with a thousand celestial eyes, oh yes my coffee eyes. Oh yes, Heres my idea of love, Just you and me, we call it us, Resting in our bed of gentle lust, A delicate display, we under the stars dust, Heres my idea of love, Just you and me, us call it us, Heres my idea of love, Only you coffee eyes, Only you. __________________ You're so evil and I'm so good, I'll make it up to you someday.