your eyes and your lips are what I remember every time I think of you

I go in sighs when I touch your body

I’m in love from kissing those pink lips

for introducing my language drawing love poems

in the heat of boiling kisses

that stretch your lips softening them

wetting them with an I like you

every time I think of you there is nothing else

that just for caress you slowly

yes, perversely while you look at me with tender eyes

beautiful girl, I want to feel your skin between my fingers

promising to explore every inch of your body

of your seductive curves, to insert me

like the most desired dream inside you

I like you more than a lover can say

and more than in front of the altar