Love entangled,
our naked bodies,
we hold in every kiss,
delivered by desire,
intertwine us in every touch,
a change words,
entangled in our lips,
by kissing therefore
as we go,
words of love,
in language poetic love ...
until to excite,
our hearts,
to drain the essence,
as essential,
waving our balm of love ...
My love, embelesame
with the taste of your love,
entrelazare with honey,
of passion,
so we
that pleasure,
slide smoothly,
on our sex,
is the desire,
of our love.
let
wrapping
the intrigues of the strokes,
dying in your body,
the moan in your voice,
lost in my mouth,
to wake up,
the divine essence of your desire,
be sublime intimacy,
subtracted by our appetite,
we will be a ritual of love,
you and I are
the sweet taste of love,
to join the senses more humid,
by the excitement of desire.
Love tonight
to love our bodies,
in the offering of nectar,
of lust in the passion,
Flavor of Love ...
drink of pleasure,
of honey from our lips,
until the sun comes up ....
so they crave it,
the moans of desire,
the fragrance excited,
bathe our sex,
at the height of orgasm,
the taste of your love,
be a delight,
of satisfaction to do
our desire
making love.
Felipe Brea
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