Sonntag, 11. November 2007

Poetry, Ep. 1: The Center

The Center

You must have been
Designed by a higher being
Your beauty is touching
Every move you make elegance
Each word speaks of intelligence
I´m longing for your hands on me
Your lips on my skin
If your touch was a sin
I´d be willing to go to hell
I fell in love
Once you laid your beautiful eyes
With that look on me
That look keeps perfection
No sign of rejection
All I can think ofIs tasting you
And every inch of your body
Send shivers down my spine
When you speak words so melodic
Touch me, feel me
You are so welcome to enter
So bad I want you to
Discover the center
With mind sex as the key
Are you sure you are ready
To see the real me?

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