Montenegrin

too far into the stuff they sustain.. into the eyes of a tiger all that they contain.. to passionate for cloths to remain

evan more

to that - she said !
like a finger pressed down she pressed me to her bed..
comes for my love .. taking to kissing me in the shed..
that simple girl loves me instead.

by the hand she lead..
heating me up like a stove all red..
simple pleasure - she got to my head..
that beauty by my bed.

oh hearts would fade..
bring my heart up in a rage..
born with a heart within a cage..
that girl i love called my page.

she danced my heart on the stage..
flew with her wings of silver getting me out of my angry rage..

softness of hands like milk knew how to cool..
loved her like that crazy fool..

then she makes me feel blooming cool..
one girl to rule my tool.