I am a pebble in the waters of your eyes.
I'm washed, surrounded by gentle rustling motion.
I hear you and your breath's whistling pipes
As if it were the song of the world's ocean.
I'm touching the soft, salty, humid lips of yours.
Your passion's wind is running through my body.
Your murmur's blazing up against my velvet tones
And making me feel heaven-high and lofty.
19/07/2018
Marine love
© Copyright: Сания Галеева, 2018
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