Nude Portrait کے بول

From the twilight of your navel White forest where flowers Bloom in romantic grooves of fire This room, a vessel of underworld beauty Death red glimmering walls Soft tourniquet waist We whisper melted stars I paint the walls blood red I`ll carry your portrait In my deathbed tonight Breast beds of hueing white sharks Tight silvery lust bites Colors dripping all over the floor Uh, that`s something only you do Ah, brushstrokes paint the night away I choose this framework darling You can`t deny me this last wish