I wish to have you
the plush you
moss here and there
would trail like a carpet
fragrant as your nape
soft as your smile
I wish to have you
the satin you
tulle here and there
and silver moon's thread
navy-blue river glitters
everything quivers
I wish to have you
the mint you
honey here and there
golden amber
is the colour of your feet
on my head
the plush you
moss here and there
would trail like a carpet
fragrant as your nape
soft as your smile
I wish to have you
the satin you
tulle here and there
and silver moon's thread
navy-blue river glitters
everything quivers
I wish to have you
the mint you
honey here and there
golden amber
is the colour of your feet
on my head
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