SKIN

Skin. Your sweet touch
blows energy
Clarity Sweetness
A taste of apple...

Sublime Sin
Smooth Skin
of white shelter,
A white desire
of Sun day.

I just forgot the world
When I kiss your honey lips
I wanna find a kind of purety,
in your sweet desire sin
I wanna taste all flavours of you.

Skin, Oh Yes
Blow the energy of love
A spring morning
or other way of winter...
Your love conquest me like a new sin
Every Kiss appears so eternal.