Eyes that you have - eternal sin,
Your lips are trap and voice is wonder,
Which taking me like music under,
Making my heart bit fast within.
You only one can feed my hunger
For love, like is nobody else.
This love is fever in my sells,
That frightens me inside with thunder.
Your arms are river full and strong,
I wish to swim in like a lath,
You are my road in life, my path,
My happy sigh of final song.
My love is plane in fatal crash,
When you sometimes somewhere around,
I hear your whisper sound,
That making your love a dash.
You in my love
© Copyright: Ося Некрасова, 2007
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