Wine and Milk.

Your arms are the safest place I could be
Red and white, Wine and Milk
The sweetest touches felt like silk

Though I haven't planed to fall from grace
For to feel the hollowness
Of your depth embrace

From the odd shadows we casted a light
We lit a Candle. We started a Fire

For those I shall keep It, Though I fear
I fear, I fight I flame.
But my fear is far, the thoughts are same

For feelings I felt, I fucked, I thought
For feel the fear of your thorns
For that I fuck. And I tremble

At the hollowness of your embrace.