Thy
lips
Feeling your lips brushing against me
At the touch of love
and desire,
Gradually thousand trips whispering
The language in delicate
sweet kiss ...
Be bolder and
you dream,
Slowly undress you
calmly
So many crazy words,
mumble,
In an explosion of colors,
suddenly ...
Asking more than
the night is over,
Dreaming that dream
is already awake.
So much love that did not fit
But anyway, in my
dream I propose,
And life is renewed each day,
This love living
in fantasy ..
RITA DE CASSIA TIRANDENTES REIS E MARCOS LOURES
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