🌹🧡Every now and then you make fun of me +01

🌹🧡Every now and then you make fun of me 

because I don't stop wanting you and 

I show it with smiles, 

jokes, 

words and with the care 

I put into small details, 

every time I see you.

There is no instant in which 

I do not want you: 

it is true. And that's right.

It must be so.

Desire then also dresses up 

with the simple pleasure of 

conversing together 

or in being in silence, neighbors, 

or in traveling by car, 

deceiving time by telling us about life ...

No matter how, 

what matters is that you continue to throb.

It doesn't even matter if 

it turns into making love.

It can remain suspended in the air, 

at any distance.

It can be enclosed in the certainty 

that I am there for you or that, 

of all, 

I would choose You 

because it is You that I want.

Desire is vital for any 

We who do not crawl, 

but breathe deeply.

It is what makes you laugh at nothing 

or turns into an urge to 

take off your clothes and, 

in some way, 

belong together.

You smile at my desire, 

but I know for a fact that 

it is a smile of disguised pleasure.

The word "no", 

you know, 

is not part of our intimate complicity.

Obtaining without asking is a privilege ... A concession that I offer to you, 

in this time that sees us close.

Desiring you is a promise 

that requires no commitment.

More natural and certain than 

any other statement.

It is synonymous with Us... 🧡💖💗💕💓💘💞💝