you are my last thought at night, my lips do not stop feeling your warm kisses taste of tenderness

dreams are unleashed and with them fantasies

my arms readily entangle around your hips

on your thighs and on your glutes

my fingers obsess over the smoothness of your skin

they blush feeling the desire and passion of a feeling

nocturnal are the joys of my chest, which is inflated with butterflies

I burn in the pleasant fire of lust

I find myself lost on your lips and in your breasts

in the round and palpable of the sublime

of magic, of the light that shines without stop and without extinguishing

that springs from a blue sky and flies to the color of a rainbow

asleep I open my eyes and hug you in a new dawn

kissing you tenderly