THE HOURS WE LIVE

THE HOURS WE LIVE

The hours we live whirl
Do not stop or they stop craving more,
The nights that we already rely
Enjoyments in this body ignite...
In the giveaways we do, my secret,
Play in your body to die
Embark on this game and I'm not afraid,
Penetrate your woods on your pleasure.
In your company calls the gesture
And cry and beg lap will see
In everything that you ask me now lend
And lay next to you, to death...
There robbery just minutes, with passion,
I wanna touch every emotion...


MARCOS LOURES