Circle Of Love
A
0
Altın Yaprak
Cuddle me, I am hungry for your love
Make me wet with your tear soaked veil
Draw circles on my chin with your tongue
Place bubbles of saliva on my taut lips
Unfurl the dream that hangs in your eyes
Since the day you got tickles in your chest
Force the fingers to dance on my belly
When you drop mundane song of love
Say the night to stay motionless
Till the fermenting stars fall on us flat
Lending sparkle to love and passion
Break the simplicity you have adorned
Rely on the curve of sprouting hair
In the shadow of your armpits;
Release the fragrance of raw youth
And enamor me with heaving thighs.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş