I touch your body with my fingers,
Then I embrace you with my hands.
The wind of change is a love ringer,
Or waves breakin' along the sand.
Your wishes creep along my skin like
Dancin' in time with sudden gusts.
Our kisses grow, leaves o' breath to strike,
And fall from human tree in rust.
So tender ,your enclos'd universe
Like river flows inside my hips
My dance o' thrills flounder in reverse
Moves touchin' lips against the lips.
As cradling part of my fallin' dance
A predation tremor you are
For my secret place in a high trance
From my reality so far
An explosion of dawn doesn't mean
A present happiness herald
'tis a new world in my grain o' green;
Love in your eyes o' emerald.
You keep me really so close in pair
And I fly to the heavens' high
You run your fingers through my long hair,
Our feelings are clouds in the sky
Dancin' lips in orbital circles
A rip-roarin' rain means your kiss,
Or a dawn for my last crepuscule.
More lovin' you is all I miss.
Jan 17, 2013
Jan 17, 2013 at 2:50 PM UTC
I touch your body with my fingers,
Then I embrace you with my hands.
The wind of change is a love ringer,
Or waves breakin' along the sand.
Your wishes creep along my skin like
Dancin' in time with sudden gusts.
Our kisses grow, leaves o' breath to strike,
And fall from human tree in rust.
So tender ,your enclos'd universe
Like river flows inside my hips
My dance o' thrills flounder in reverse
Moves touchin' lips against the lips.
As cradling part of my fallin' dance
A predation tremor you are
For my secret place in a high trance
From my reality so far
An explosion of dawn doesn't mean
A present happiness herald
'tis a new world in my grain o' green;
Love in your eyes o' emerald.
You keep me really so close in pair
And I fly to the heavens' high
You run your fingers through my long hair,
Our feelings are clouds in the sky
Dancin' lips in orbital circles
A rip-roarin' rain means your kiss,
Or a dawn for my last crepuscule.
More lovin' you is all I miss.
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