A word of doubt has come to her lips.

How very intoxicated is her savage heart.

I know she is not in chains but

she has to stay for some time more.

Don't gaze into her eyes too much.

No matter if her body is naked.

the cover of my breath is there on her red lips too.

Today's songs are lips.

Yesterday's shadow depicts sorrow.

She has to go.

Tell her for a while

to take the share of our tiredness.