Sunday, December 20, 2009

Eliminate Tennis Shoe Squeek

Illusions ... It winds


















hopelessly in love with love
pour you all the repressed passion
to give you a sign of what I take
is dedicated to you more than I pretend.

strangled by the sigh delight
come forth from your throat and caresses kisses
Lay down on your hands that you sfioran skin
recline your head when your breasts overflow.

The long strokes on your back, accept
with sighs and groans tremors
lens and sinuous movements
will go to accompany my hands.

Looking at them in the eye gently deep
we go with the passion
reaching uncharted blue top
accompanied by a flurry of indescribable pleasure

Then you worry about not be left alone
and pulling me in your love of spiral
flying through clouds, colors and thousands of sounds
an otherwise unplayability melody

continuing to caress your beautiful body
back slowly become aware
thousand years it seems that we fly together
eager only to re-explain our wings again.

hoped to dream of tomorrow ....



December 20, 2009

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