Ectacy of an imaginary kiss
Written by lesleynew eyes, new skin, new the hands of pleasure
coming inside and slowly seducing my love
my love ...
the flower over the wound that has left the
sadness of the unwanted emptiness
the flower that grows on the ocean of my skin
in the forgotten days
i imagine your caress
and i ask you …
to play
play an advernture that might just be one more
but since i’ve always been so intense
i think you might stay
and in the ecstacy of an imaginary kiss
my tragedies form part of the past
and i bite the beautiful vision in your skin
in the ectasy of a kiss
i imagine more than that
and I ask
play
i ask
stay