Your hands move through my back,
Our bodies pressed against each others...
Our love is all we can breathe...
Your presence is all I want to feel tonight!

The picture's from the movie, 'P.S I Love You'. [One of my favorites] =)

xoxo

Comments

  1. ChYmEc!nDy**November 21, 2010 at 5:51 AM

    Cute :)

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  2. Sakhi.November 21, 2010 at 7:18 AM

    :D
    nice!!
    d layout is nice nice nice!!

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  3. Blasphemous AestheteNovember 21, 2010 at 7:54 AM

    Nice and cute!

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  4. rainboyNovember 21, 2010 at 11:35 PM

    Beautiful ...what happened next ?? ;)

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  5. LeonaNovember 22, 2010 at 1:22 AM

    "..through my back,
    Or bodies.."

    Hmm, I think you mean our, right? In response to your commen, though, I'm glad that you liked it!

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  6. PhilO♥November 22, 2010 at 7:23 AM

    @ Rain Boy: Keep guessing :) I bet you have a great imagination! =D

    @ Leona: Thanks for pointing out the mistake :)

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  7. lost wandererNovember 22, 2010 at 5:35 PM

    nice post! ihihihih, nice shot btw - i love this movie as well xD

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  8. hot girlNovember 23, 2010 at 7:21 AM

    very nice....
    very Cute...

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  9. Lyna IsmailNovember 23, 2010 at 7:27 AM

    Aww~ I love this ;)

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  10. RajNovember 23, 2010 at 8:08 AM

    findig ur blog is lik finding god. tough but not impossible. :P

    and then understanding u is once again like understanding god. easy and simple ;P

    smooth that. kinda cute.

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  11. DuttaNovember 23, 2010 at 5:47 PM

    Kiddo you talk way above age ... boy this is called the Generation gap. Cute nevertheless ...

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  12. JackNovember 24, 2010 at 7:03 AM

    Juhi,

    Desire for pure love expressed so well.

    Take care

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