taste of my love

Would I want you to kiss every little bit of me?

— I would.
Would I want you to drink from me the booze of gods?
— I would.
Would I want you to take me in your hands and
in your mouth and to have a greedy feast from me?
— I would.
Would I want as your limbs to be around me and my mouth
to be starved and thirsted for your kisses?
— I would.
Would I wanna feel how wildly, tenderly, and completely,
it’s your love for me?
— I would.
I’d wanna know how you crave for the taste of my love
and what would you do to keep this desire avidly forever…
Don’t know how but you got to do it still, — you turn me on
But if I’m sad, I wanna you to dry my every tear with your lips,
I wanna feel your breath on my neck. Exorcise the sadness.
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ

Emerson, Lake & Palmer

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