My
sixth sense,
twisted,
butterflies in the tummy,
sparkles, flames and fires,
feelings of blossoming in spring.
Who made your cheeks turn to pink?
Who filled your eyes full of desire?
Who set your heart burning on fire?
Who could clarify to you, of these feelings, love or lust?
Where...
our bodies are drifting down
the blurry skies
Where....
moonlight dances merrily
reflecting us unseen.
Drawn to these pleasures,
of these feelings, love or lust?