Sunday, September 25, 2016

Late Night

Electricity
one word to describe a feeling.

My imagination revolves around you
and the sounds of my cold body
transport my deep desire:
to be hold by your words.

Electricity
running trough my spine.

Your eyes examine my face
my  body feels the power of your intention,
 inside my mind, I hope you could feel mine:
sweet roses and perfumes of jasmine ,
the movement of our bodies after midnight,
shivering,
my intuition telling me to lose it all:
wake up, shake, beat,
 shed your fears,
contract and release;
the color of your skin like
nectar
flowers
butterflies
exotic jungles
yellow passion of mangoes
sweet honey
coconut and salt water
your lips as a fresh and aromatic fruit
offering me the beauty of an unexpected gift:
Your eyes.

Electricity
manifestation of my prayers
your hand on my leg
touching not only my skin but my soul
be crazy before you die
I told myself few days ago
life is to short to be afraid,
then, you.

L.





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