Ynskt mál: Enskt
A delicate erotic for you
In the cavity of my hands
Your fingers discover the map of my womanliness
with tenderness and delight
The innocence of our looks
atracts peoples' attention
The closeness of our breaths
speeds up the rhythm of the blood that flows inside us
And what was concealed becomes... sacred
At this time of unreal, difficult happiness
Painful memories go away
treated by a balm of peculiar love
... peculiar for its purity
And, although there's still sleeping fear within us
we rejoice, positive that God supports us
in our unspeakable, divine joy.
Yndis umsetingar
- 3 Desember 2009 10:58
