🌹💜How much is expected...

🌹💜How much is expected... 

how much of how much is expected,

The hours go by, 

the days, 

the months, 

the years,

How much for not being encouraged to live what that mind wants and that body expects,

The blood flows through the veins wanting to become adrenaline,

The forbidden makes one dream between fantasies,

But the daylight represses us for what they will say,

Come dare to daydream between forbidden desires full of shameless lust,

Come let's make the day the night hidden like lovers excited to have each other,

Come let's make echoes of groans in the silence, confused between screams,

Come, it will be your desire and mine that shared pleasure in a room alone,

Come let's delight our naked bodies with sweaty skin until we finish,

Come let's drink from our orgasms until we feel exhausted,

Come, let's leave an ellipsis because it will be a story with a beginning without an end,

Come, it is today now between your self and those desires accumulated until they are embraced in the feeling of that racing heart,

Come just come and all the words will take shape and your body will be my blank canvas to write you my most perverse eternal poems... 

💜💖💗💕💓💘💞💝