lunes, 10 de diciembre de 2018

The Kiss of Venus


In the land of cheap perfume
I felt the purity in your lips
Crystal shapes inside your eyes
I saw while sailing through the lightening fields

Waited long to taste thy tongue
sweet source of gentle life
still tornado, quiet monsoon
scream in silence, take me high

The kiss of Venus, surrounded by soundwaves
like lanterns in the middle of the night
The kiss of Venus saved me from the nightmare
hid the shadows between the lights

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