She was a romantic soul and passion burned in her bed. That was life madly in love.
Madly In Love
Mistletoe
Fall in love with wine so good, a bed so soft, and a kiss under mistletoe.
Bed Of Freedom
It was the first decision she had made to determine the course of her life. Here and now, on a quiet bed of freedom she felt so free, so happy. This is up to me.
Escape
I don't need escape I have enough, and right now I shall live a life of sonnets, love, and dirty life in bed.
Want To Stay
The bed messy, roses in the vase his head on the pillow. The view was so unsettlingly beautiful, This is exactly where I want to stay.
My Jealousy
Her smell in my bed the night before was the beginning of my jealousy.
