Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Superimpose Times Square



feel your lips touching my skin,
as your hands roam all over my body,
smell the sweet scent of cinnamon in your body
letting my hands through your body
ivory, well defined and chiseled.

see those eyes that only see
lose myself in them, let me be
merge with yours in an eternal dance
night, leaving the last ecstasy
and never ends.

Do not want the end time but you
go, go away along
with my heart that accompanies you,
and leaving me with this empty inside me.

you wait beside my bed every night
awaiting your return to me even if
in those moments I want to be with you.

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