The route of the train lesbian love

There were three of us in the compartment:
She, me and her amazing perfume smell.
One in her eyes could read “the passion”.

What made the devil got inside my body, I can’t explain,
But everything was like in the most tender dream,
I felt extraordinary warmth,
A wonderful sweet trembling and all beauty of the earth.

And in the morning,just after I went out like a light,
Her goodbye message: Sorry, leaving hurts...