Uriah Hamilton - Black Italian Hair

Uriah Hamilton - Black Italian Hair

A lovely breeze finds me in the summer time, br I taste your black Italian hair so sweet br Blowing in my face divinely. br Kissing your red mouth on a carousel, br The marvelous day has a rhythmic heartbeat of desire. br I’ll win a lottery of midnight stars, br Breathe fragrant lilac air, br You are with me now as the night disrobes.


User: PoemHunter.com

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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 00:34

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