Oh how I long to taste just once
Those soft full lips that held me captive
With spice and sugar coated words
With that sweet smile that’s so deceptive
To see those gorgeous clear eyes
And enigmatic crystal gaze
That pulls me deeper every time
Into it’s depth of silver haze
That’s filled with mysteries to brim
Restrained by ancient magic runes
Like a raging thunderstorm
On a Celtic silver moon
To feel the smoothness of your skin
Beneath my battered fingertips
As your shallow breathing hitches
And your mind goes blank and trips
To hear that ever-beating heart
Tell me secrets of the universe
Even knowing that my longing
Will get nothing else but worse
Oh how I long to taste just once...
© Copyright: Марина Фордвэкс, 2012
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