A day laugh together, to feel together in the evenings.
Touching your mouth, stroking the corner of your lips, look, touch her, kiss her and look again. Dibujarte smiles and kisses. Playing with the fingertip where your lips end. But then our eyes meet, look at me and more and more closely. There are only your eyes. I can hardly breathe, look away, but look again and again. Every time I go over to enter this kind of welfare in which risk being lost forever. Our lips meet, mouth ajar, knowing that my language is expected to yours. Biting play slowly, but the pain is sweet as our kisses. Attempt to remove air from any small corner of my lungs with the sole idea that this moment never ends. Our tongues are getting one, with a single saliva and one flavor.
I think I reached the limit of love that can take my heart but I do not care if I'm by your side.
I think I reached the limit of love that can take my heart but I do not care if I'm by your side.
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