SQUEEZE ME, SCANDINAVIAN LADY

Squeeze me, squeeze me,
scandinavian lady,
on these burning sands
of the south.
Allow me to suck
unknown pleasures
from your milky breast,
scandinavian lady.
Allow me to go
Into your smooth body.
to taste the wild honey
of your womanliness,
scandinavian lady.
Grip my throbbing lips,
fondle my body,
my virility
with soft hand,
scandinavian lady.
Squeeze, squeeze
the wild love
from my body
troubled with thousand thoughts,
scandinavian lady.
Squeeze me, squeeze me
till tomorrow
till when the sun
will leave us,
scandinavian lady.
Let’s seize the moment,
the ecstatic momemts
of this sublime happiness.
Let’s nourish them
In our heart
with vain hopes
as far as our foggy,
ultima Thule