And when you get like
aflame with your cravings.
Owned by the invisible form
extended into the corners of the room.
Body pale soft as velvet,
I'm lost inside your glow,
welcome my lips moist delicate
expert fingers.
As riders return from the long journey
feelings go up and penetrate the
our souls in union,
where everything has a beginning and an end.
Joy and gentle cleansing, beauty of the moon
receive my body with great
inspiration, the art of love is magic and illusion,
where everything is fading, brief moments
albeit intense, like a carousel ride.
Outside, the night inside you the sun,
a slow pace to upset the bodies
and now the room is full of light.
(Dedicated to: BCBM.)
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