Silk Paper
© W. Flür August 1998
Whispering lips - a woman in black
Pious glances at my pious prayer book
Rustling silk skirt, very nearby
Made tingling showers, suppressing my cry
Slender brown fingers leafed through her book
Page by page, one hour it took
In cool and calm darkness, in huge holy hall
Concealed my excitement, giving me all
SILK PAPER - MEMORIES OF LUST
RELEASING ALL - TENDERNESS AND TRUST
SILK PAPER - EDGES FROM GOLD
LOVE FEELINGS - NEVER BEEN TOLD
Crackling thin paper, short skirt from silk
A seductive smile from a face like milk
I loved the feeling of living in sin
I just couldn't stand it - my tingling skin