first time
I've been wishing to use just a word, something catchy, something soulful, something deep about you... and me, but sky's screams colored my desire metamorphosing the celestial bodies in specter's beauty of blue butterflies, glimmering amid the petals of clouds, filled with the perfume of love's seed. I've been wishing to use just a word, to feel its charm for the first time, and my pulse in your veins to trickle lento with Mediterranean passion's degrees, equally like your body's temperature, while your sleep dreams in my reality, writing lust on my skin with your lips, (without detour...), but as you'd wish…
