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My poem will be you
Write to me as you wish Set free your words and desires Let it fall your shyness As your dress at the foot of the bed Gentle my soul Caress my body Show me who I am Because I'm not alone, anymore When I read you When you write on my leaps The sweetest words of the night. If I'd dare to write to you Maybe you'll find just little Crazy things there, on the paper Let me take this night The rose growing at your chest His petals will be the rhymes Of the poem that you wanted to write for me And I will sing it. Let my eye-lashes caress gentle your face Uncovering the secret of your eyes. Let me give you the kindness you expect tonight Give me your night, I shall not let you waiting And I'll make you the best night you've ever have had I'll kiss sweetly your eyes And I'll take any of your tears to make living my soul Let my lips hold on yours Breathing the taste of your words, Whispering the tone of your voice. Let me reveal in the dark of the night The sweetness of your skin Teach me your body till I'll deserve you and love you as you wish Till' the end of the earth of your dreams. You'll met me in the land of your wishes Where the sky of love becomes the sheet for our poem There where your mouth will meet mine to sing together the same love. Let me take you and bring you near the fire that waits just for you in my mind... ...When the silence will sound loud in our home Will my hands search you and kiss you in the light And I'll make you a memory that you'll never forget And you'll make me one star to shine in my dreams So I couldn't be lonely, and never again loose you So we find one another All the times in our future lives When you'll hide from my way When I won't know to stay There will be days when I'll hold you to tell you That this is not a dream anymore Because you're the women I love... The one that gives me the fever Even then when it's freezing out there My hands will sing on your skin New words of tenderness and joy And we'll make a new beginning just for us. My leaps will learn again to speak on your leaps A language that speaks only the truth of the love In your dreams of your echoes I'll find you and teach you my world. I will make love to you and you'll know that we spoke the same language with the words of the poem that my heart cried for you. And I'll be the poet, and you - my dear poem...
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