She caressed my skin..
Allowing me the pleasure of her soft cherry blossoms..
The coolness of her breath...
Like the gentle breeze of the winter evenings...
The taste of her lips
Like the sweet soft droplets from an olive fruit...
Oh Desibel save me!
For I have become lost in your soul...
Intoxicated in it's beauty
Finding my own sense of meaning...
Feed me with your love
For I cannot find no other such ...
Our season has come...
for I am dying for your passion.
Give me breath...for I seem to suffocate in denial...
I have chosen to set my heart free
My emotions... I cannot withold.
Your beauty I cannot comprehend
You are my desire Desibel...
Take me into your world
For our time has come...
My Darling Desibel...
_Lola
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