Winter seems blooming every night,
When warming hearts hear each other
Singing the only song of melted ice.
Steam of desperate moans,
Boiling the fluid of diamond cores,
Peeking for chocolate coated marshmallows.
I wish I could see your eyes
That's been searching for lips
Pouting for more...
I'm obsessed with your flavor
That you're hiding when I come close.
[Dedicated to : The Dead Moth]