By His Little Fullback
Date: 2002 Apr 04
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Cuddle

It is late
You came home
Homework done
Nowhere to go
Just you and me
No questions asked
Blind faith
Blind trust
Blind love

A kiss here
A peck there
Touching and rubbing
Cold feet
Painfull neck
Injured shoulder
Hold me tighter

The day gone by
Your deads done
My thoughts
Your thoughts
Now it just doesn't seem to matter

This our time
Just us
No past
No mistakes
No tears
No pain
Just you and me
Our love
And eachother's bodies as we cuddle