Oiled bodies laid in cloths,
Crackling tension,
That perverts the meaning,
Beloved shame brings the air to life,
The rose blooms in a velvet-soft scent
Each movement captured by the eyes,
Hidden glances remain unseen,
Do you feel me?
I see you
More, more, more,
Give me more,
Please give me
More, more more,
Give me more,
Please give me more;
Come and show me more
Matured bodies draped in breath,
Former pride disheveled in suspense,
Fallen fear makes the blood pulse,
The flower falls in bare embers
Profound looks filled with yearning,
Washed in desire, disheveled in water,
Do you feel me?
I see you
More, more, more,
Give me more,
Please give me
More, more more,
Give me more,
Please give me more;
Come and show me more
Do you feel me?
I see you,
More,
So close to you,
More
More, more, more
Come and show me more