Sharp pain of shattered glass in my lungs.
I breath in the air that went between our tongues.
When your soft skin is touching my skin,
I lose my brains, they are outside and within.

The smell of you, the sweet air I breath in.
In that moment when we are both lost in the sin.
I was embraced in that Lily of the valley field,
I lost my body, my soul was to you revealed.