In her eyes a vocabulary lies,
roots, oh! so foreign,
meaning, oh! so vague.
In a land so enchanted,
takes her voice, so sweet, such mesmerizing.
Like a moth to fire, such is the desire.
To be lost, to be found...
the desire, oh! so profound.
Under the stars in the skies,
Lie awake naked still.
Talk behind the curtains,
curtain that is, silence.
Him as her, she as he,
she'd want everything she denies.
they'd stand still, while time flies.
the desire, oh! so profound.
Writhing in sweat and breathing with passion.
Consumed by fire, such is the desire.
Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 10:17 AM UTC
In her eyes a vocabulary lies,
roots, oh! so foreign,
meaning, oh! so vague.
In a land so enchanted,
takes her voice, so sweet, such mesmerizing.
Like a moth to fire, such is the desire.
To be lost, to be found...
the desire, oh! so profound.
Under the stars in the skies,
Lie awake naked still.
Talk behind the curtains,
curtain that is, silence.
Him as her, she as he,
she'd want everything she denies.
they'd stand still, while time flies.
the desire, oh! so profound.
Writhing in sweat and breathing with passion.
Consumed by fire, such is the desire.