autor:: Elendurwen

rubrika:: poezia

When your gentle lips
Are touching mine
All is so perfect
And all is fine

I love to see
Your beauteous face
But what I like the most is
Your embrace

And your being
There with me
My soul is naked
And it's free

I stand scared
Of surrendering
But your fingers
Put the stingers

Out of my skin
And I breathe
Purple roses
Your hand closes

My frightened eyes
Make me die
A thousand times
To be reborn
By your smile
Under clouded sky
As a butterfly

napísanísané:: 15.5.2007

prečítalo:: 1059 ludí