Eye of an Asp
Her hair holds a black
Like the eye of an asp
On her lips
Are the promises of spring
Will she walk towards the light
Or run back to me
Does the breast of that woman
Feel the breath of her man
As they shiver like leaves
On a branch in the autumn
Will they hold to what’s right
Or throw it away
So hitch up your skirt
Honey show me your knees
Move like the dancer
I know you to be
Autor(es): Austin Lucas
