Like the moments of shame I will melt in the shrine of your kisses like a heavy eyelid I fall asleep on your wings Like a dandelion on my lips my words on my lips my voice maybe these closed lips are kissing you Not I know Your wine kisses is not always in the light I know Moment with you You dont have the opportunity to talk I know Wine kisses You are not always in the light I know you Like a dandelion Kissing Before that, for all, I say all the words
like the moments of shame I am watering in the shrine of your kisses like a heavy blink I sleep asleep on the wings of your grief Like you like a dandelion So all the words are maybe these closed lips in the garden kiss before that is all about talking about it.
