Skin

Blossom of your skin
Silk of my desire
Honey from your mouth so swell
Powder pur and wild
Floating in the air
So enticing all the way
More than a thousand words of virtue
More than your diary could say
I never would no I never would hurt you
Not tonight, I won’t hide what’s inside
Deep inside of me
Lacquer of your eyes
Moist behind the veil
Checking up the size — sublime
Leisurely reclined
The unforgettable smile
So inviting all the way
More than a thousand words of virtue
More than your diary could say
I never imagined you would hurt me
Not this night, can’t you see
Now I can’t hide it anywhere else than inside of me
Never can hold on to natural highs
Vanishing slightly just leaving a sigh
Playing with all kinds of artistry
Adroitnes and subtlety everything you could require
More in a while, maybe we´ll do it again and again
Maybe without all the artistry
Adroitnes and subtlety everything you could require
More than a thousand words of virtue…