First kiss

First kiss

Many months pass, from first kiss

And its perfume still flow in my lips

It’s as if it’s happen just now

And like its doesn't lost its sweetness

Still its honey full my cell

If your hair as hurricane in my hand

And your mouth my firewood... and my fireplace

Tell me, did you empty in my mouth the hell

And is that the love, that you are burning me?

When our lips touching each other

I see in your lips the spectre of my grave

Telling me that the lips is sin

And you make me love this sin

How sweet those first kiss

With it is all the mountain and forest and valley smell

Who have lips with wine colour

If I remembered it, filling with water my larynx

What in my low lip left?

And did you signet it, in my burning mouth...or my lung?

I have nothing from you any more, exception little smell, asking you to come back to my lips my lady

You depart me

And it still here

Spring from glow... doesn't dry...or die

You depart me still hungry to you... solitary

Still waiting for you

So... turn back for me.