whitin a breath of longing
I'll come closer to be
with you I touch the ceiling
and crash through those walls
that crumble to dust and I
seed a newspring each time
you caress my face
I'll be slight of hand
and cunning to steal a kiss
with your neck I play
a singlehanded game
of desire and breath
still instills
your freedom of speach
let's get lusted together
my little darling tease