The people of the river

 Beautiful lady 
Making love 
 Sweet love 
     Nibbling on my inner soul
Baring her breasts 
   To my world 
       I am in love with 
 The thought of you 
     Your mascara runs 
         Kissing me 
 Heaven come home 
   Lord I am lost in 
     Side of you 
   Ejaculation 
      Beautiful Lady 
I am honoured for your life 
   This beautiful river by day 
Turns into the Ganges 
   Where we pray 
To Lord Shiva
      For we are the people of the river