Stale کے بول

Slightly too much to drink Tried hard to numb the guilt By altering the levitation Without finding an explanation Another day of finding flesh Still searching for innocent lips Installing the mask protection Hoping to avoid detection Conjuring with a promising kiss No conscience for what they will miss A mind drifting soft in the dark Entering a passage of angels Succumbed by a dream so real Signals peaking red too near Alarming the need of compassion Through syndromes of fertile erection Longing for a flowered relation Blinded by ejaculation Attracted by transparent eyes Tasting their inner flavours Stimulation breaking ice Test turning into fiction Experimental penetration Resolving the contamination