I wish I feel your warmth, ravage me, save your modesty. Turns me forward, look at my eyes, my flesh is warm, taste me, again, again, over again. Do not be in silence, whisper dirty things in my ear, our moan is poetry and you boil inside me. Love, the time is running out! Break the clock, close your eyes and let us go back in time… let us do poetry again, you are my favorite verses, the Gods nectar for my body… ❤