Tell me about the colour of the rain and the taste of your thoughts.
I want the essence of your existence as a kiss on my skin.
No whispered words, no wasted breath,
I can see who you are, naked and bare.
Tell me about the colour of the rain and the taste of your thoughts.
I want the essence of your existence as a kiss on my skin.
No whispered words, no wasted breath,
I can see who you are, naked and bare.
reflections of an unquiet mind 