…New song on a gloomy day

Written: © Maxima 


The scent of evening rain,
the breath of love,
the heat of passion in me, in us,
your lips pressing mine,
your warm breasts tremble in my palms
the breath of love, of drunken wedding guests
noisily say goodbye to the bride’s innocence.

Morning wakes to the roosters crow
a new song on a gloomy day
and we…we do not sleep.