Your tender lips is perfect for hot kisses…
- And that is all, and I`m just like a beggar.
Who am I now? - A planet? - A flare star!
Am I conqueror? - A conquest, a missive!
If this be real love - or if be admiring,
A pen`s odd kink - or an underlying cause,
If this just be demand for the angels' laws -
Or little bit of pretense by aspiring.
- Your soul is sad, your charming gaze appeases,
The stroke of your quill pen – and does it matter
How much more can malicious tongues chatter,
Your tender lips is perfect for hot kisses!
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