Touch

Publicada por: goeteri en Amor

The touch, it is the final feeling;
Is only instant heart to heart.
The touch’s soul issue -on shape apart-
From real body, mind starts driling.

Transfer’s the wishes, one to one,
Just by the chemistrie’s old rules
On mix with beautiful ocults;
Make love already, to be done.

I dream to touch you every day,
To be inspired on my dreams,
To catch from you, your total means...
To be my goal, to make me way.
12.07.2010

Fecha de publicación 17/06/2011 | Vistas: 3252