Thursday, July 5, 2012

on such an evening...

On such an evening
for you I sing...
As rain drops through the leaf's fringe
Little beads of silver bring
For me to quench my thirst...
My insatiable lust...
On such an evening
for you I sing...
As my forehead and cheeks
Moist air with rawest passion licks...
And the veiled moon send her light
Through the air her silvery delight...
On such an evening
for you I sing...




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