She\'s a queen, such a queen, for a country bumpkin
I\'m laughed at for taking even a glimpse of her skin
But I love her, how I love her, her eyes are struck in
The core of my heart, and can\'t be turned away of sin.
Does liquid universe flowing in her, match the color of her dress?
I\'d pass her by, unnoticed, for just the tiniest of a caress
Of the hand that hangs by her waist, that puts me in distress
For this love\'s much too ambitious, but others call obsessed.
I\'d rid her of every lust, that has drooled upon her flesh
No lines of dread or greed, no quake of restless stress
Just watch her rest so soundly and caress her, just on sketch
No need to scare the both of us, with the hunger I possess.
It\'d be an honor just to gaze her body, glimmering with bonfire\'s night
Her hair fiery embers, her smile so bright and white
What tones of darkness hides beneath her, that hugs her bones so tight
That inner beauty that incites to write, not going down without a fight.
Could I earn, at least, to bathe myself in the drum of her heartbeats?
To squeeze her frame on soft seats, to drip them on me life soft sheets
Yes, it\'s dreamy you\'ve noticed me with those hot pink cheeks
Swallowing each corner like a beast with its raw meat.
While they rave of your nakedness, your heart bleeds
In my hand and in each palpitation blood squirts, like red beets
Best night of our lives, embracing each other and torn sheets
Clothes and windows painted red, like the most beautiful art scene.
Quite unexpected, this set of love, like straight out of a movie
The famous all fall, while the loser takes home the cutie
How cruel and how sinful, they were after that taste, fruity
I got the real ruby--I caress your sweet flesh, but love more your inner beauty.