which I keep in my heart.
The desire of reaching you, drawing your body,
painting your soul, grows with every day near you.
But, I keep under control
knowing your desire, your commitment.
And your body has fallen under my hands.
I could feel your breast
filling up the palm of my hands.
My hands flew under your cloths, over your clothes.
The intimacy, the secret sound of our souls,
went through our bodies dancing together.
The strength of our arms chains our excitement.
Your eyes closed, my lips sunk in your neck;
Our energy growing.
I do not want this moment to finish.
I still feel your tender hands caring my back,
pulling my body toward you.
Take me toward your long figure.
Take me between your slim legs,
which I hold so close and tight.
I know your desire, as I know mine.
I can see your reclined figure close to me
while my hands pass over your belly
and raise toward your beautiful breast
to get through your neck and sink in your lips.
Those lips and your wet mouth that kiss my fingers
as they would kiss my nakedness.
Behind you,
my sex feel softly your consent,
your trust, your golden hair, your blue smile.
My Golden Secret
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Ramón Almela
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