We lay among leaves of grass
As the storm aproaches
Our skin sunkissed, glowing from sweat
Born both from passion and sweltering heat
The taste of sweet white wine
Still lingers in my mouth
As your tounge dances with mine
You stick a piece of straw into my hair
And it blends right in
As your eyes blend in with the sky
Jun 18, 2019
Jun 18, 2019 at 6:23 AM UTC
We lay among leaves of grass
As the storm aproaches
Our skin sunkissed, glowing from sweat
Born both from passion and sweltering heat
The taste of sweet white wine
Still lingers in my mouth
As your tounge dances with mine
You stick a piece of straw into my hair
And it blends right in
As your eyes blend in with the sky