Soft lips, a gentle touch- with eyes of fire and a mind unknown- you sucked me in like a tornado- you pulled me apart like a hurricane. The ground was cold and hard, yet somewhat relieving against my furnace hot… — Deborah Macpherson Copy Share Image
Soft lips, a gentle touch- with eyes of fire and a mind unknown- you sucked me in like a tornado- you pulled me apart… — Deborah Macpherson Copy Share Image
I give and I give, barely ever taking back. I try and try, but I'm never moving forward with the right amount of hope… — Deborah Macpherson Copy Share Image
Looking into his eyes was like looking into the ocean, beautiful and bright yet full of danger...I felt like I was swimming with sharks.… — Deborah Macpherson Copy Share Image
