May I lay on your arm and let me rest?
And let my hand begins to touch your chest.
I feel your heart that is beating faster,
Don't be nervous, I will be your master.
Kissing your soft lips makes me line on track,
And I really love how you touch my back,
All your edges and your perfect curves,
Makes my soul alive, activates my nerves.
Tell me your secrets and I will tell mine,
And get to know each other's dimension,
Your body is a sign of a good merit.
Rip my skin and search for my cold spirit,
And my right hand starts to explore more,
Until I touched and hold the deepest core,
I look into your eyes and I felt something
I am now a complete human being.
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 10:00 AM UTC
May I lay on your arm and let me rest?
And let my hand begins to touch your chest.
I feel your heart that is beating faster,
Don't be nervous, I will be your master.
Kissing your soft lips makes me line on track,
And I really love how you touch my back,
All your edges and your perfect curves,
Makes my soul alive, activates my nerves.
Tell me your secrets and I will tell mine,
And get to know each other's dimension,
Your body is a sign of a good merit.
Rip my skin and search for my cold spirit,
And my right hand starts to explore more,
Until I touched and hold the deepest core,
I look into your eyes and I felt something
I am now a complete human being.