quarta-feira, 12 de janeiro de 2011

Em outras línguas

You don't have to love me in any languange.
Use your tongue to collect
each drop of my sweat that rolls
over my skin
bringing out
what I was hiding in
the deep of my heart.

And now, after this start,
I'm all wet.
And so what?
I prefer your tongue
dancing on me
than wasting its time
with words. It may be sublime,
but it's not a crime
to use some rhyme
for get some success.

Let's unite our tongues
and have some great good sex.