Lust for Love

Let's go under the sunshine, 

The place desolate out from mind. 

You, Me and the time, 

Sit beside to feel air like drunken wine. 

Touch me, kiss me, leave me not, 

Hold me tight in the midst of love. 

The fire of lust is growing hot, 

Or I will fly away like the white dove.

Breaking the wall between a desperate soul,

Drop by drop the nectar flows.

Heaven of Paradise where Who knows?

In the quaint of desire, our future grows.