Your smooth touch...
your eye is dressing me with white feathers
slowly, slowly you're shrouding me
as a tomcat in search of a victim
You dance a mad dance on the edge of the lip
Sniffed by a hungry beast
I dare, I squeeze, I run ...
you tenderly besiege my figure
and craving, you sip the very proper prey
I...
Thousands suns seem to smile to me
Now that I give in to you,
Abandoned in...