A tripping my eyes
marked leave your eyes, great. Silence is
sewing
attraction to your naked body, burn my lips.
I strangles the desire, I must go!
better to flee than to kiss.
arrive where my mouth my verses dies,
front of you. Lying on your chest or
sitting on your belly, burn my fingers.
senses wear black for the occasion.
I strangles the desire, I must go!
better to flee than to kiss.
Text: change "I must go" Miguel A. Moreno,
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