passing the people almost not touching the space
between it builds an airy tapestry of threads
we connected in this cafe talking
my soul with you orgasmic and happy
morning awaken in dawn grey behind the light
quiet and awaiting the day with its noises
I washed and dreamed your body love making with me
everyday so delicate and tender
between it builds an airy tapestry of threads
we connected in this cafe talking
my soul with you orgasmic and happy
morning awaken in dawn grey behind the light
quiet and awaiting the day with its noises
I washed and dreamed your body love making with me
everyday so delicate and tender