I wanted to run away, but it's too late,

I couldn't resist you.

You spun me around masterfully,

Now I have to fight for myself.

If only a shot of adequacy,

For simple calming.

I accuse you of negligence:

In the application of seduction.

I inhale the closeness of movements;

Oxygen deprivation.

In this whirlpool of relations,

I'm not betting on getting used to it.

You know, shadows pursue me:

They crave release.

If you love, love properly:

To the seventh exhaustion.

Camilla

10.10.2016

Love me with unthinkable passion,

I ask for nothing more.

With wild, frantic love passion,

Among roses lying at the head.

To the seventh exhaustion,

To the loss of consciousness in love.

In the alloy of wild souls' intertwining,

Two bodies in close night merging.

If only a shot of adequacy,

But, there's no calming for me now.

You accuse me of negligence:

In the application of seduction.

Kiselev A.A.

10.10.2016