[Lady Pamela]

Scents of Passion

We walk holding hands
In a garden that exists in our hearts
The rain keeps falling
And we get wet



My shirt is soaked with the falling drops
You could see through me
You could see through me as if I were naked
And you bring me closer to you



In your passioante embrace I feel your strength
Your breasts touch mine
Our bodies melt into one another
And I feel more wet on my rose



Your hand holds my breast tightly as you squeeze
You squeeze with the touch of a woman crying for love
And what I can do but visit your soul and mine
I fly in this love to the Heaven



You look through my soul and touch me deeper
My wet rose longs for your fingers
You unzip my trouser and you go inside
I feel the snow melting to become hot springs



I try to say I love you
But I can't
I just keep silent
This is how passion should feel



I am a bird on the trees
Soft and tender
I have to fly to show my beauty
I need to mate to become myself



I long for the dark nights
Where birds sleep in peace
They sleep on trees and find the warmth of love
All I know I just want you in me



You go down and take off my loose trouser
And you lay me softly on the bed of green grass
The red roses that surround us are like the maidens of desire
Who mate together every time it rains



As you strap on your strength and push it in me
I turn my head to the side
And just look at the red roses
Yours keep going in and out and I moan deeply



The red roses become like virgins touching themselves
They are young and fresh
And they touch each other and they giggle
I need to breath for yours is strong



I hear music playing as I feel the joy and pain of my passion
I hold you firmly with my hands and pierce your flesh with my red nails
Your blood flows on the soil
As you push harder I spread wider and wider



I am so desperate in this love
I come and my eyes see the gray sky
I turn my head and see the red roses watching me
I smile to this euphoria of the soul



Love is a silent touch
Love is the scent of passion
Love is the ancient song
Love is the freedom



The freedom to be a woman
The freedom to love another woman
And just be
Just be