Love
Love


When breath warms this mist,
And drops of desire fall on this glass,
The silhouette they create before losing themselves,
In a complete submission to this heart,
Speak only one word- love.
When breath warms this mist,
And drops of desire fall on this glass,
The silhouette they create before losing themselves,
In a complete submission to this heart,
Speak only one word- love.