Geography has its heights too

The neighbor we’ve got here
is so curious.
He peeks into windows,
stands by the doors.

I want to be alone,
since you’ve
given yourself
Into the power
of education
to me.

Strawberry —
this is somewhat
strange,
let it be.

But this
belongs
to a hunger
born of fire,
you see,

Yet this taste
you’ve known
since childhood
too.

Now you are an adult,
meaning it is allowed.
To throw the smart textbook
off the table.
And to begin, but only
with caution.
So that passion
doesn't consume us
completely.

Why are you standing there
so timidly?
Watching how they rise
and fall?
Are the curtains
drawn?

Well, let's continue
the business.
Well, let's continue
the business.

Your skin breathes out
such warmth.
The elasticity of steel
smells like silver.
And the tart taste,
oh God.
Let's leave all the lessons
for later.

Yes, leave
all the lessons
for later.
Yes, leave
all the lessons
for later.

Come closer, do not
be shy.
Geography
has its heights
too.
But wait, do not undress
just yet.
The beauty of love
hides not in speed.
Your breath is breaking
with passion.

And I want
to feel
the warmth
of your hand.

Your skin breathes out
such warmth.
The elasticity of steel
smells like silver.
And the tart taste,
oh God.
Let's leave
all the lessons
for later.

I want into you.
I want to merge with you.
To press my lips
to each of your fingers.
To leave a kiss
by your cheek.
And for a moment,
as if in a dream.
The dust
of past women
flies off you.

The dust
of past women
flies off you.

Let's look with you
one more time.
Into the mirrors that carry
the light of the Soul.

Are you sure
of yourself,
so that
I would
say yes?

Think
about it.
And do not rush
to answer.

[emi.shumerova]

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