Her eyes focus like eagle´s do and find mine
Upper lip curves up as if savouring fine wine
Smile as latin as the rooves
Fingers fidget our voices are bridges
Let´s cross to eachother´s mouths
Toast your good health
and it´s continuation in my bed
Her nose is the daintiest ridge
and cheeks the soft pillows for children´s sleep
Her forehead´s expanse slightly tan and steep
Her toes fidget our thoughts are bridges
Let´s cross to each other´s minds
Toast your good health
and it´s continuation in my bed
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