Taste of Mango
After meeting and crucifixion - separation,
Waiting tears from the inside
This is a sweet-passionate torment,
This is a hot maze game
I am languishing in bitter vanilla,
And through my veins, not blood, but nectar
I will drown in you, in a tender-strength,
Let the fire burn me with passion
I want to touch your hands,
I want to bite your lips
What do you want?! Be very strict!
Do you want me to play deliciously?
Smear the tears on my cheeks,
Subdue. I will become obedient
"Hush, girl ..." - say in a whisper,
You will knock me over, so unexpectedly
You pull my hair greedily in your hand,
Touch it roughly, sweet and impudently
From what I'm dying, you know
I am tonight with the taste of mango
I can't feel the floor under my feet,
I want you more and I'm very wet
Your voice brings goosebumps,
Love me, it's so exciting!
Consume all of me very tasty,
Leave drops of passion on your lips
Punish, so skillfully, mercilessly,
Scold me hard in the corners ...