My Dear Girl Feels Good

The after-sun shines in your face, while the waves break in a summer day. The bedroom is burning slowly. I can smile and expose the shame.
She remembers the first time, I can say the same to you. We were sitting on the sofa. I loved this attitude. Because I never die, she loves me, that’s why. She remembers the first time. My dear girl feels good.
Fire ladies drive me crazy! Now I’m feeling like an ice-cream in a super-storm on fire. Now I’m feeling like an ice-cream in a super-storm on fire. Now I’m feeling like a lover in a pretty cavern for you.
Are you falling in love? We were sitting on the sofa waiting to close our eyes. She wasn’t a child anymore. We were sitting on the sofa and she lost control.
Black-browed eyes on the slate paving blocks. A feminine phenomenon of cataclysmic love.