So leisurely,
so heedful,
careful so
I'm entering your circle of light,
your circle of dark,
abyss of your desires
So tenderly,
so weird,
incredibly so
we're utterly close now
and till the pallid dawn
the world's for two of us
Inhaling you, this thick exciting smell,
vibrating slightly touching your wet lips,
your bitter-salty shoulders,
fast rushing to the trick life-giving well…
I want to dive into the ocean of your flesh
beyond all the borders
And you respond amazedly but ardent,
as if this happened accidentally.
I definitely promise you but nothing.
And you don't promise anything to me.
-------------------------
Pavel Nichkov
Dec 12, 2010
Promise Me Nothing
© Copyright: Павел Ничков, 2011
Свидетельство о публикации №111082802548
Свидетельство о публикации №111082802548
Рецензии