sands of seconds embracing island of fire
they play swooning the lips of eternal flare
find whispers of the ever longing touch they desire
waving ecstasy grasping confession of long lost love
'free me', voices of surrender
oh the showers of tender kisses planted like tulips
sweet ambrosial words playing back memories of time
yielding body, they bring havoc in mind
chaos of gentle breath throws maze of confusion
'you're lying', in between words of rhythmic voice
so is she ill-fated under blanket of unknown beat
guessing truth until dawn comes in the way to tear
is it the ardor of the forever tricky hearts?
or just a kindled desire of a cold and needy night?
'just the latter', and smiles of wail in sore
but moonlight knows the truth behind crumpled sheet
the tempest of pleasure
sure they make
a paradise of just some partial mate
---
'but you are my last lust'
'my eternal and enchanted last lust'
