Sorry for I have been an intruder;
Your holy eyes are shining
Made me believe in no order;
Your whispers too are crawling
Turned me dizzy, out of the border;
Your see-through dress already howling
Inviting me, shall I be then colder?
Greedy I feel now, you deserve my jiggling
Come in to my modest cellar;
Where I preserve my selected breathing
A great reserve there, you’ll be a sober;
So take a sigh before unmasking your hitch-hiking
Don’t slap me, with you I’d be a slumber
Don’t utter a word, if yes just raise your finger...
Your holy eyes are shining
Made me believe in no order;
Your whispers too are crawling
Turned me dizzy, out of the border;
Your see-through dress already howling
Inviting me, shall I be then colder?
Greedy I feel now, you deserve my jiggling
Come in to my modest cellar;
Where I preserve my selected breathing
A great reserve there, you’ll be a sober;
So take a sigh before unmasking your hitch-hiking
Don’t slap me, with you I’d be a slumber
Don’t utter a word, if yes just raise your finger...
K-man
(Fall-2008, NC)
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