המתת השור

as dawn was approaching the mountains
white light
our bodies were worned out
i was lying there,
heavy head filled with joy
silent were our whispers now
for we had grown
souls rested
and then
while embrace in somebody's else arms
his gracious torso
bended over
his gentle head leaned forward
with the tip of his tongue
he wetted
one after the other
my lips
one after the other
he touched greedy and soft
with the tip of his tongue
i was his dawn love breakfast
I was surprised
the kiss of dawn
and then we fell in love with one another
with a kiss
one single kiss
at dawn dew
this kiss of love