My dearest
Is it not you that my heart beats for...
Or is it not you that in my dreams I see?
Come to me, oh lady,
Come rest on my chest,
And hear it's voice speak of want,
Let me play with your lips
And praise the maker for the perfection-
Kiss me oh fair lady,
And let me feel their tenderness...
Your lips are but a spell,
Oh how they turn me on...
I stretch over my bed in want
Yet all that I take to pleasure is but your perfume...
The cold eats me,
And with every coil,
I wish it were you by my side...
To cuddle and caress
And maybe make love till the morning light
I don't want to dream this dream
I'm in love with you,
Those clear eyes remind me of the purity in my mother's water pot,
Your teeth are milk
How fine the smile...
Tell me your name oh fair lady,
And let my heart make melody of it,
Don't keep me waiting,
For no more night I wish to to be alone,
I found you
-Zia Adrian Nyirira
mymindmysocietymyart.wordpress.com
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