Monday, 19 January 2009

BESOS

Wrap your eyes in the darkness of my own heart
You are no longer mine
No longer paying to put my feet upon a pedastle

Constant noise
Over constant thoughts
I am no longer yours
No longer paying to put your hands within my reach

Go on
Ruin my heart with your words of love
Ruin my heart with your intense kisses
Your French tongue
And i kiss you through the glass
Where your red lips once pressed
Where your red lips once pressed

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