🌹🤎What are the whispers
made of groans,
What is nudity
without undressing,
What are the gazes
of closed eyes,
What are the caresses
that are not there but are felt,
We embrace shadows
on lonely nights
We daydream sighing unreality
Inconsistencies that allow us
to wander between the forbidden
of that pleasure
that was believed to be lost,
Or did you think you never had it?
That the perverted is not condemned
if paradise is
in that bed turned into hell
of two burning bodies...
🤎💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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