I kissed you in the forehead,
That all, what I did.
You slept and didn`t feel wrong,
Cause, slept, you didn`t recognize,
Was it boy or girl.
The answer was a smile
And now I see,
That every pleasure
Deserves “mercy”.
Your sex is illusion.
No acts no confusion.
I kissed you in the forehead,
That all, what I thought, you need.
Straight hair makes you so young.
Bohemia always does some fun,
But if you confidence seduced,
Integrity forever mused,
My lilac angel flies away from vision,
Cause sex of angel`s is illusion.
kissed-foreheaded
© Copyright: Кристина Адер, 2013
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