Around The Sun At Sunset

Around The Sun At Sunset

Written: © Maxima

Around the sun at sunset
Weavers drape night’s cloth
The street smells like a desert locust
And you,
Dear me,
No end.

O!
I’d give anything in this world
To now be next to you, to the
Secret chambers of your heart, but
Drunk with longing, it’s an
All night walk.

Lips are now lucky to ponder
Tell the story of the Golden link
The kiss he wanted this night
From his favorite sweet princess.