Things not forgotten…

There’s a song I heard once, and I thought… it would be perfect for dancing like they do in the west. That’s one thing they’re clever for thinking of.
Maybe… the man who taught me to dance… we will dance to this song one day.
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Unforgettable, that?EUR(TM)s what you are
Unforgettable though near or far
Like a song of love that clings to me
How the thought of you does things to me
Never before has someone been more

Unforgettable in every way
And forever more, that?EUR(TM)s how you?EUR(TM)ll stay
That?EUR(TM)s why, darling, it?EUR(TM)s incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too
Unforgettable in every way
And forever more, that?EUR(TM)s how you?EUR(TM)ll stay
That?EUR(TM)s why, darling, it?EUR(TM)s incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too
To the man I love… who didn’t forget me. I never stopped thinking about you.

2 thoughts on “Things not forgotten…

  1. I just wanted to drop this note. Your writer took forever to get to bed that it’s another nightowl post for myself. I could’ve left it in my journal but there you might not know who is talking and in that space, there’s many thoughts that belongs to me but doesn’t apply to you and so just to make sure you do get this…
    I know you can’t talk to me, it’s alright. There is after all a need for order and some sort of reality, but there are things that I just need to do sometimes. Do not worry I won’t break the barriers as often. And no don’t answer back because for all the discipline I show elsewhere, it does get lost from time to time with the right person. *chuckles*
    Here’s something I found while going through the endless collection of that ahou… I had my writer put up in that old folder of surrealism we used to use. It didn’t happen at night of course and we really didn’t talk but, I think after the few lines you’ll get the message. You tend to be rather slow if I remember correctly. *grins slightly* Ah make sure to blot out the innocent part because you already know, there is nothing innocent nor pristine in what I tend to do.
    *looks down* Take care of yourself. *leaves note*
    *exits Hajime*
    Last night you were so into it
    You told me secrets that
    You’ve never told a soul
    You were so nervous and
    Yet oh so comfortable
    As we explored your image of love
    I drank your wine
    As you tasted mine
    I kissed your lips
    You felt my body slip
    Into your soul
    I almost cried ’cause it was so beautiful
    Last night
    I was inside of you
    Last night
    While making love to you
    I saw the sun, the moon
    The mountains and the rivers
    I saw heaven when I made sweet love to you
    Last night, there was no planning it
    It was so special and
    So very innocent
    We talked of memories
    Our favorite fantasies
    As we explored our visions of love
    And deep into the night
    Right by the fireside
    You felt my candlelight
    In your soul
    You felt incredible
    I started to explode
    I almost cried ’cause it was so beautiful
    Last night
    I was inside of you
    Last night
    While making love to you
    I saw the sun, the moon
    The mountains and the rivers
    I saw heaven when I made sweet love to you
    Sunlight, red roses
    The scent of you, it calms the heart
    The sight of you, I fall apart
    Moonlight, the things we notice
    When we’re in love, that’s when it comes
    And I’m so in love, I’m so in love..

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