81253 - The fingers of essence

Ν. Λυγερός

For you it is maybe  a tough way
but for me is the way
of the love of Mankind.
Step by step you discover
the depth of my hug.
And the night becomes slowly
a gift of light.
It’s the only way for you
to understand the kindness of the knight
in his passion and his desire.
Now you can taste the serendipity.
And the fingering becomes beautiful
because of its mastering.
Your lips love it.
And I love it too.
One, two, three
even four.
But for the fifth dimension
I’m wondering what you want.
I don’t have the time to wait.
You swallow  already the last finger.
And I understand your mind.
The fingers of essence are the gift of your soul.