🌹💜You remind me of pleasure
What do I find in reading?
from an erotic novel,
you remind me of every situation,
every moment,
every naked,
every delivery and every moan ...
You remind me so much of the sublime,
to the sexual things
that I won't be able to have,
because I am not yours
nor are you mine,
membership is only figurative,
But the desire will always be real
without kissing,
without touching,
without specifying ...
You are like the night streets so crowded,
busy day,
wanted and of the interest of many,
at night they only dare to walk those
who are not afraid to stumble,
those who are not afraid of the dark
much less to get lost in the depths
of your corners ...
You remind me of erotic novels
because you light my skin
when I can't even look at you
when i can't even know
what is the color of your skin or
your tangled hair ...
But it excites me to think about it,
imagine each sentence of confinement,
visualize each situation with your mind,
believing that
I am the protagonist and you,
my fantastic company ...
You remind me of erotic novels
because when should I close the page
I always wait for something later
something better than
the previous chapter,
something that breaks with the everyday,
where the explicit name can
go from fantasy to reality,
killing each image
that I have created in my mind
where am I with you ...
And after being
who we are in this fantastic story
full of dreams and wishes,
with our obscene minds
our imperfect bodies and
the desire to know every corner,
every fold of the body
there is nothing left
but to wait to write our chapter,
our story in a book,
let it be written with sweat,
with lust and despair in our
most indecent privacy,
to be able to read it one day
in our memory just the two ...
💜💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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