Where you would like to visit, I've been asked Oh on this planet.. Id visit
The delicate lids of the eyes Staring, oh how time flies The smooth planes of the chest Ahh while the sun sets The sinewy of muscles Nothing but cuddles The plump lips On a face I wish to kiss Upon a touch I want so much Warmth of embrace Indulge that face My lips in a kiss An inevitable bliss
Oh, thatβs not what you meant I suppose.. Florence