Room No. 3

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I bought me a ticket to room no. 3

To meet the girl of my fantasy

Ready to take off, to this island of lust

I found you laying for me in trust

 

Just a few hours of forbidden joy,

You are my secrect, my heavenly toy.

Unfold your soul in front of me,

Read my emotions and make me feel free.

Touching your soft skin in gentle peace,

Satisfying pleasure sets my mind at ease

 

Come, let us live the lust and love,

Help me float in delightful thoughts.

Hearing your shouting soul, words fail me,

Always denying; can never feel free.

Bodies of sensuous round attract,

Slaved to each other in a “short time contract”.

Do you think such destruction of the soul,

Will end up with constant desire tormenting us at all?

Just forget about tomorrow my dear,

we are delightfully rich in the now and here.

Welcome, small death in multitiered lust,

Kiss my eyes with your lips of angel dust.

 

Still embraced by the fleeing heat we breathe,

Broken light of lengthening shadows sheathe.

Our bodies covered onder a coat of passion in disguise,

I can see what you feel even with closed eyes.

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