Your lips speak to me
even when still,
your eyes soothe me
like a sleeping pill.
Your body shivers me
like leaves of fall,
but 'tis your soul
which tickles me
most of all.
Your lips speak to me
even when still,
your eyes soothe me
like a sleeping pill.
Your body shivers me
like leaves of fall,
but 'tis your soul
which tickles me
most of all.
