Sábado, 27 marzo 2010 @ 23:39
Even in your absence
soft wind nibbles my ear
and gentle fingers knead my breasts
while your smile captures my soul.
I must shake the last dust
from my mind
as it clouds my view
of your eyes.
Untouched kisses
following my quiet hurry
to unearth the murmurs
in your hungry lips.
All this beckon my feet
to move faster to your side
to nestled in the hugs
that would sweep us away. Todos los participantes ha superado la edad de 18 años.