TO FEEL SOFT
For Izzy Works [she is my Sarah to my Ludo]
by Nimrod 1975
a golden angel so far
to have my arm to hold
born upon a powerful thing
our love hidden in code
broken in two bits
so far yet be hold her words are close to cold
i yearn for her soft skin
to taste her thick lips
would be like god's own skin
i would weep to look in deep to her eyes;
to feel the magic of her flesh;
to smell her in her bloody week;
to wait to see her maddens me with rogue passion
for how long O'Lord must i wait,,,
to feel soft her voice calling my name?
For Izzy Works [she is my Sarah to my Ludo]
by Nimrod 1975
a golden angel so far
to have my arm to hold
born upon a powerful thing
our love hidden in code
broken in two bits
so far yet be hold her words are close to cold
i yearn for her soft skin
to taste her thick lips
would be like god's own skin
i would weep to look in deep to her eyes;
to feel the magic of her flesh;
to smell her in her bloody week;
to wait to see her maddens me with rogue passion
for how long O'Lord must i wait,,,
to feel soft her voice calling my name?