she enters the room,
the light brakes into shards with a look
on her pure skin,
and here eyes smarting mine.



the silence squeaking teeth.
just a touch,
the bwilderment, the erosion ,
words screaming themselves from the bottom of the soul,
becoming addicted for her delectable smell ,
just to look at her
without a blink
fear she might
disappear



dainty but yet, so threaten
that with a look at her
ceased my breath and
strangled my throat.



ho, is it?
could it be?
what are you strange flames?
wraping my body
drenched with lust
what are you?



and there she sits on me
my fears vanished away
and while holding her throat
my hand grasped hard
then slowly with a look
the last sound of her breath i took

with her head on my shoulder
we set untill the moon had anesthetized by the sun's dare