there it is your longing, — it's written deeply on my skin with lust's igniting ink kept in your mouth's container; the nibs, — your lips have harvested radiant thrills planted fluently by my sighs in any intense apogee; our love seduced the music to listen to us, — you and I are an inciting icon mirrored in all universe;
Combustion is the love of those which's calling each other. A flame is the curiosity of those who's looking for each other. Passion is the testimony of those who are waiting for each other... Like Fire, me, and Howler, you. But for those who enjoy seeing the suffering of others, profaning the beauty of a spiritual shelter is perplexity. It's as it is. Dilemma.
like a morningstar, you're infiltrating gradually in my clouds, penetrating profoundly my yummy memories, making me smile while you feed me with your happiness wonderfully twisted in the glaze of pleasure carefully garnished with the shooting stars from where you are...
I know you, You, the wildly one... — I heard your mysterious call... — The chirping of the firebird from your heart opened the shell of my dreams paying big attention to what your kisses say for when I go to sleep to dream about you
don't let me sleep, but let me dream just a little bit more, — caress me to wake me up... use that tiny, tricky lure of yours... — a bittersweet black fine aroma wrapped into a velvety steam touched... [with the savor of love], — my lips will moan with pleasure while with a kitty eye I'll be watching you... — cheered up...
it climbed artfully to my lips a royal fleshy cherry fruit… the juicy aroma of its dew, plunged firmly in my mouth; instantly made me hiss out with joy, whoopee–tie–ai–a and its sugar sugars me still, over & over, erecting my day 1st variant, — it climbed artfully to your lips a royal fleshy cherry fruit the juicy aroma of its dew plunged firmly in your mouth instantly made you hiss out with joy, whoopee–tie–ai–a and its sugar sugars you still, over & over, erecting your day