Намалюй
(18+)
Намалюй мені на тілі поцілунками, Напиши губами те, що досі не сказав. Хай нас ніч весняна укрива пелюстками, Пилом зір, що у пітьмі зронили небеса. Намалюй на шкірі візерунки пальцями, Доторкнись руками ніжно, палко обіймай. Я лишусь до ранку. З тобою кохатися - Це блаженство. Ти мене люби, не відпускай. Хай тіла у танці дикому зливаються, Голоси нехай поглинуть тиша і пітьма. Я на твоїм тілі намалюю пальцями Всі бажання й поцілую гарячі вуста. Тремтіння, шепіт і солодка ейфорія. Пальці ми переплетемо. Ні, це все не сон. А в думках лиш ти. Тобі одному вірю. І тепер не відпущу. Ми будемо разом.
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