And if.....

And if, 

for once, 

to hug me inside. 

As I do that not even see anymore your face, 

or who you are. 

Such a deep embrace to overcome the instincts. 

Do not hear the soft shapes of my body, 

beyond just making love. 

A hug made of arms 

and lungs to ventilarmi the air if this is not my breath. 

A woman hears it when a hug is so. 

Because the meat reaches out. 

A woman knows all girlish, 

distinguish the hugs. 

Are you sure I would recognize him.