When you make love to me

I like it when you make love to me:

When you smile we barely see each other tomorrow.
When you paint your lips red or brick.
When you laugh or call me by my first and last name.
When you turn your back (knowing that I look at you) and put on a bra.
When you sing: Look at it, Look at it by Alejandra Guzmán.
When you brush my undressed body with your hands.
When you deliberately and relentlessly neglect your modesty.
When you leave the shower parading your candor.
When you throw that bandit bizz and then you silk robe.
When you sleep on your stomach and lift your hips.
When you rummage with your fingers what I hide in my fly.
When at midnight I search and discover that you don't wear panties.

When you say in my ear, quietly:
I want…

The rest ... The rest stays between the sheets.


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Lugh Landrus
Venezuela
April 2015