Don to Roma

They say at night when moon light play,
when songs of beauty whisper and say,
depth of love is soft like milk in chocolate clay,
mountain of love lay hidden in the tip of her breast to this day.

Deep hidden within the lips so red,
Roma was Don's forever made,
As if it's fortune that cannot fade,
it is time for hidden love to unlock as fortune said.

With every second that has cascade,
from the tip of breast to the sides of chest,
touching all hidden curves to the crest,
it is time for Don to drink the love that breeds in Roma's breast.

--------------------------- Don to Roma