Rondrit door de omgeving

ou smile sun
tures in aimless
dilapidated walls
separating us

I see your eyes
cans to avoid
immodest desires

you smile sun
radiates heat
the party around

moves you
smoothly between hands
you want to get

see tongues along the
lips in the hope
you ever be able to taste

tension grows
very slowly
lifting the glass

with playful
your words again
everyone very neatly

your flowers flowers
at the party where I only
've been in minds