Sono Dipendente Dei Tuoi Baci
With every fleeting breath,
For the rest of my life,
I simply will not forget,
Your toxin,
My strife.
With a single drop you infect,
Flowing through my veins,
A sin I can’t repent,
Your touch,
My pain.
Without mercy you intrude,
Writhing under my skin,
A sensual interlude,
Your lyric,
My sin.
With shame I may repel,
Yet I return for more,
Instinctively compelled,
Your well,
My draw.
With patience I shall wait,
Spinning wheel of destiny,
Accepting my own fate,
Your prayer,
My plea.
With cold tears flowing my cheek,
Convicted soul within my midst,
Sono dipendente dei tuoi baci,
I’m addicted to your kisses.
(c) 2015 PJ Bayliss
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