Come, Yesha, Claim What Nature Has Given In Full

Come, Yesha, claim what nature has given in full. Freshly bathed I saw you Soft unstained skin a-glowing Stars twinkling in your hair. How can I forget you look? Those grey-blue eyes piercing Through my desiring heart. Your fuller pouty lower lip, Inviting my upper to touch Making me quite nervous. I don’t need to get the tips, Beautiful lips sink ships, Increase one’s heart beats. The recesses of my heart Needs to feel throbbing Come give intellectual touches.