The silk is burning,
Flames are high.
We weave in passion and desire.
The beat of hearts is breaking silence.
I call your name
And lips are hungry for the kisses.
Will ever be there enough?
Your lips, your hands, your tender touches....
My turn to tease.
We play the game,
That Eve and Adam played.
We sin and pray
And then again the same...
That story goes on and on
And no one of us will stop
Until sunrise,
Until new day is born.
And then, with darkness
Coming down
We start again,
With energy,
That's infite( in us)
The silk is burning
© Copyright: Карина Ремизова, 2015
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