Lingers, the sound of your voice on my ear,
Lingers, the taste of your tongue on my lips.
And the beat of your heart lingers in mine...
Beautiful, sunset and dawn in your eyes,
Beautiful, blood that runs tingling inside,
And our bodies so close, matching so fine...
Carry me back to our rose petals bed,
Promise me nothing yet kiss me instead
And the fire of yours will linger tonight...
Lingers
© Copyright: Мейлинг Ирина, 2012
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