At dawn the bench
I cross quite a pretty girl the other night, stealth and smooth silhouette, and I keep dreaming of her, take her in my arms, feeling the warmth of her skin, her breath stuck ear. Chimera buried in my heart, I do not want her to vanish, no, do not go, stay here, I'll keep you glowing like a flame. At daybreak, I have to wake up, to live without her, his presence is hailed an echo of my voice. She did not hear me, do not see me, but I feel its fragrance floating in the sheets so hot. My head on her breasts, my body shaking hard, I wanted her fast. I stopped breathing, suffocated phallic, carried away by waves vociferous in her I am brave. Come again proud mistress give me my blood, at dawn I empty my pain and filled my life.
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