Your skin is a world of wonders
With islands disguised as freckles
And earthquakes shaking
The wrinkles that your smile draws
Your eyes are planets in galaxies
Far away, blue as sea
Pierced by black holes absorbing
My gaze against my will
Your lips are pillows
On which I lie at night
And dream of worlds of wonders
Of planets, of galaxies
Far away
Next to me
Dec 21, 2011
Dec 21, 2011 at 12:28 AM UTC
Your skin is a world of wonders
With islands disguised as freckles
And earthquakes shaking
The wrinkles that your smile draws
Your eyes are planets in galaxies
Far away, blue as sea
Pierced by black holes absorbing
My gaze against my will
Your lips are pillows
On which I lie at night
And dream of worlds of wonders
Of planets, of galaxies
Far away
Next to me