🌹💜I made my belly
the cradle of your dreams,
of my high mountains
the summit of your desires
and you are dangerous curves,
were guilty of taking you
to heaven...
But your mouth was guilty
of such madness,
you made me an accomplice
of your night fires,
of the heat of your hands
touching me to the millimeter,
guilty for entering my eyes,
with yours ordering me to let go,
with your hands under my skirt
and the heat of your tongue drawing my silhouette.
Wanting more,
I opened the gates of Eden wide,
to let you in,
drops of nectar begin to spill,
the mountains of my harder breasts
cannot be.
The same thing happens to you,
a lower part threatens to splash...
I'm being you,
believe me you have me breathless.
The panes of glass,
it's raining the glass,
it's raining us,
our tongues get tangled,
our bodies embrace,
our souls meet and our eyes
don't lie.
We've been looking for
each other for a long time...
💜💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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