May it be her shiny eyes
Resembling two beloved stars
May it be her blood-red lips
Or the warmth between her lips
May it be her tender voice
With passion ,beyond any other noise
Ask me about her body
I will speak of it so very soon
It may burn as our living sun
Yet it shares the mist of our moon
Beware her wrath
Know her path
Think wisely, my friend
For her lust will never end
But may it be her such shy touch
Making me love all that much
