Your voice is sounding in me the whole day,
Your whisper sings a lullaby to me at night!
I catch your tenderness in a heavenly way,
I taste the salty spice, when your lips bite,
You skillfully select the chords of passion,
While tender lips are soft playing the flute,
The string of love sings feeling tender pressure,
I am being carried away by this love route!
You produce notes that are simply unearthly,
Erupting from the depths of my tormented soul
And the sounds suddenly become colored mostly,
When the organ of our love sounds in moan!
Your voice is sounding in me
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