There's something in his eyes that leaves me breathless
and when he's looking through me I can't say a word
it's piercing like the sharpest sword
I lose contol, I fall down dead and helpless
His hands are hot, his fingers are live wires
and i can't help going insane
awakes the strongest of desires
and I am eager to burn down in flames
I love his skin, his lips are perfect-cut
and I could stare at them for hours
assuming from the very start
that we'll end up under the covers
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=373635
Рубрика: Лірика
дата надходження 27.10.2012
автор: Burg-Art