Heaven Sent |
by Daryl E. Horton |
Memories Of you and me No longer exist, Still I think of you And what we went through I find it hard to reminisce, I often walk Alone on the beach Tracing over our steps, A feeling of love When I held you tight In my heart is what I felt, I feel my sheets Where we made love Recalling every dent, The heated passion Late night sex You were heaven sent. |