Lips like Wine

I  love your lips when there wet with wine,

And red with a wild desire,

I love you eyes when  the love light lies,

Lit with a passionate fire,

I love your  arms when the white flesh,

Touches mine in a fond embrace,

I love your hair when  the  strands enmesh,

 Your kisses againts my face.

not for me the  saint's white  bliss,

 nor the  heart of spottless dove,

But give me the  love  that so freely gives,

And laughs at the whole world blames,

with your body so young and warm in my arms .

It sets my heart a flame ,

so kiss me sweet with warm we mouth.

Still fragrent with ruby wine,

And stay fevor born of the south,

That your body and soul are mine,

Claps me close in your warm young arms,

While  the pale stars shine above,

And we'll  live our whole young live's  away,

in the the joy of a living love..