In the eyes that looks at me
In the lips that shivering
I the reaching hand
……. I’m keeping your soul
In the way your holding a fork
In the way you taking your bits
In those small beautiful jesters at dinner
…… I’m keeping your soul
At the moment of my hand touching your thighs when your leg sliding on mine
When I’m whisper words of love
Nurturing your womanhood into mine
Breathing your sense
Holding your feet
Watering your flourishing lust
Running my fingers along your back
Saying your name
…….. that’s where I’m keeping your soul
…….. that’s where it’s where it’s staying
For ever
……..my drop of love
