Last time I kissed your lips,soft as the petals of a rose and exquisite as the red wine made me trip on my own sanity,I swear I would kiss them all night till mine wither away.
A dream or a reality?, at last my solitude weighs in my pockets and start missing you more, and i fall like a roaring comet without parachute.
Tell me how to not be insane if in your eyes rests my peace while my calmness intertwines your hair,I can not paralyze time though I wish so I could make a kiss last a thousand moons,beautiful lady give your love and I shall always be yours
