Your eyes are wells so deep,
You color your lips with ripe apples.
Your mouth tastes like a love at first sight
And your touch is honesty.
The depth of your voice paralyzes
The deepness of your eyes.
I want you, only you.
Can that melanin rich skin touches mine?
Yes, this scarred but sacred tanned skin.
I want you, only you.
When eyes meet, the endless horizon
Doesn’t seem to beat.
Heart stops.
Your love fills the emptiness in me.
I want you, only you.
Imagination draws a colorful future
With me and you.
Only you, and you, and me.
Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 9:09 AM UTC
Your eyes are wells so deep,
You color your lips with ripe apples.
Your mouth tastes like a love at first sight
And your touch is honesty.
The depth of your voice paralyzes
The deepness of your eyes.
I want you, only you.
Can that melanin rich skin touches mine?
Yes, this scarred but sacred tanned skin.
I want you, only you.
When eyes meet, the endless horizon
Doesn’t seem to beat.
Heart stops.
Your love fills the emptiness in me.
I want you, only you.
Imagination draws a colorful future
With me and you.
Only you, and you, and me.
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