On a cool day of summer. In the morning of delight.
In the maze of pleasure. He is science, I am art.
As the wind caressed. As smooth as a plum.
The first drops of rain. I am home, I am found.
As the rain came down. I listened to its music.
I hummed a melody. Such utmost pleasure.
The beauty of a virgin. I opened, I drenched.
His fingers played me. As gently as a cloud.
In the morning of delight. I listened to its music.
Such utmost pleasure. He is science, I am art.
I opened, I drenched. As smooth as a plum.
As gently as a cloud. I am home, I am found.
His fingers played me. As the rain came down.
I hummed a melody. As the wind caressed.
The first drops of rain. The beauty of a virgin.
On a cool day of summer. In the maze of pleasure.
I am home, I am found. As gently as a cloud.
As smooth as a plum. I opened, I drenched.
He is science, I am art. Such utmost pleasure.
I listened to its music. In the morning of delight.
As gently as a cloud. His fingers played me.
I opened, I drenched. The beauty of a virgin.
Such utmost pleasure. I hummed a melody.
I listened to its music. As the rain came down.
I am home, I am found. The first drops of rain.
As smooth as a plum. As the wind caressed.
He is science, I am art. In the maze of pleasure.
On a cool day of summer. In the morning of delight.
Fatima Lasay, San Roque
Monday, January 27, 2014