Up there in the mountains, a mighty lake
Lies near the Valley of flowers.
Let me carry you there
It takes a day's trek.
Let's start a bonfire to match
our burning desire.
Let me wrap my hand around your hips
And we will stare at the endless horizon.
Let the lake envy your eyes,
As it can't match the depth
There I will plant a peck on your cheek,
A cheek as spotless as the lake surface .
Lie me on your lap dear, let me wrap my hand Around your waist and kiss your navel.
Bend down and kiss me, my dove.
Let me suckle the warmth of your lips
Let's put out the bonfire
And let the passion burn the night.
Let's live the life of an eternity.
In that night of perpetual bliss.
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 9:30 PM UTC
Up there in the mountains, a mighty lake
Lies near the Valley of flowers.
Let me carry you there
It takes a day's trek.
Let's start a bonfire to match
our burning desire.
Let me wrap my hand around your hips
And we will stare at the endless horizon.
Let the lake envy your eyes,
As it can't match the depth
There I will plant a peck on your cheek,
A cheek as spotless as the lake surface .
Lie me on your lap dear, let me wrap my hand Around your waist and kiss your navel.
Bend down and kiss me, my dove.
Let me suckle the warmth of your lips
Let's put out the bonfire
And let the passion burn the night.
Let's live the life of an eternity.
In that night of perpetual bliss.
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