my thoughts slip amidst the bright and the hot roundness

between the mirage of a I like you

and the warm embrace of being in love

my thoughts stretch to accommodate themselves to the beauty

of your body

to the placid shape of your breasts

to the contour of your waist that fits perfectly

to my fingers

to my cravings to seduce you silently

to the sound of the chorus of your mouth that opens

like red petals on a warm day

my thoughts watch you at the delicate movements

of your breath, of the swaying of your beautiful woman hair

they taste your look, your lips, the taste of your skin

I like you, I draw seducing you with the caress of

to be in love