I would like an awakening that would slowly become bold.
Dark caresses at dawn, as if hands and fingers were looking at an unknown horizon, made of lukewarm skin on sprinkled sheets.
I would like to discover you and you discover me, awakening your numbness and leading you on the unconscious chalk of my masculine ardor.
I would like that when you challenge him you would caress him, taste him, and then I would taste you myself.
Then everything trembles with my eyes closed, I wish I had you, listening to a moan and a smile and give you mine.
Still lying in the dark of the senses, continue to sleep a little more.
~ Escapes of the Soul
I would like to discover you and you discover me, awakening your numbness and leading you on the unconscious chalk of my masculine ardor.
I would like that when you challenge him you would caress him, taste him, and then I would taste you myself.
Then everything trembles with my eyes closed, I wish I had you, listening to a moan and a smile and give you mine.
Still lying in the dark of the senses, continue to sleep a little more.
~ Escapes of the Soul
