I like the way you talk to me. I like the way we talk to each other. I can't wait until I get to wake up to it everyday. I like being in love with you.
it came upon me wave on wave
I'm out of practice. All my words start with love, end with love and somehow mostly mean love. How's that for something to write about? Most of us, as people, spend alot of time analyzing the ins and outs and the wherefores and whereartthou's of this thing called love. I did. For me, I think …
Dixie's Road Trip 