This orange leaf splinters further,
reflecting your beautiful naked skin to me.
In the pool of stars, I feel the icicles of chills
Spreading onto your neck, spreading onto your lips.
I count breaths between your lips and my moist temple-like mouth
Engulfing charisma of your liquid veins, I stand still to weave a knot of adoration,
from the stars of your Lilly- thighs to my oblivion body.
©My Valiant Soul