Pink Sakura, Pink Sakura.
Oh where do I begin.
Adrenaline, knees separate, a touch upon your chin.
Pink Sakura, Pink Sakura.
From there do I descend.
And down your neck and collarbone, sensation stirs within.
Pink Sakura. I whisper words.
You bite your lip again.
I feel them all, Pink Sakura, the goosebumps on your skin.
Another inch. Pink Sakura.
I reach your abdomen.
Another breath you can't contain; the fire and the sin.
Pink Sakura. It's getting warm.
I wonder where you've been.
I'm drawing near, it's softer here. I pass a subtle grin.
Pink Sakura, Pink Sakura.
Your heart is beating fast.
I find my way beneath the lace.
Pink Sakura, at last.