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My heart equals a globe,
Limitless in it source of desires,
A hunger and taste from the mind,
When the heart rolls on it axis,
And the lips quivers,
In anticipation of a kiss.
How i derive pleasure,
From the touch of this dame,
Who walks in the garden of my mind,
And startles the butterflies in my bossom.
I strive to touch that skin,
That sends tiny needles,
Searing with lightening speed,
Through the pores of my veins.
Pleasure is an under-word,
Not present in my underworld,
For i seek to look into those eyes,
That lightens my earth like elysium.
Words is not enough,
Sight offers nothing much,
For i want to feel that soul,
Warmly not devoid of satisfaction.
What universe won't i give up on,
Just to lay side by side,
Gazing eyes up towards the soft moon,
With my hands over the delicate heart,
That drums a beat to my shivering soul.
I thirst for a kiss,
Hunger for so much cuddles,
Crave for a touch,
That will brighten my milky-way,
And soften my body silk.
That is my deepest romantic desire!