Sans Péché
Lover:
There’s no time to waste
When it comes to our bodies
Touching navels
Touching hips
Touching sides
Feeling inside…
Let me see the rough draft of your silhouette
Let me feel your two sweet metaphors moving to the tempo of
My embrace.
My body is uncomfortable
My tongue is ready to taste and my
My fingers are ready to caress
The very essence of your sex
I wait and see if and my kisses
Cause the
Reaction of your quivering lips
And yes!
A gentle moan escapes you
And I can’t
Help to draw you near
And to tell you a few things
Only permissible to your ears
That make your
Hips press my pelvis
And your hands touch
Where they shouldn’t enter.
And I hear myself saying no.
Which turns you on even more.
And we’re in public.
But you still approach….
And you get so near…
And you whisper my name
And you tell me
That our bed…
Shinny and inviting,
Is ready for a fluid massacre
And then…
Comme magie, on disparaît
Et on se trouve dans notre
Paradis, et on s’abandonne
Complètement dan notre désir
Et sans un seul mot,
On se dit, que c’est juste nous
Dans l’univers.
Cette fois ci, sans péché
Sans restrictions
On se dévore.
©2014
Cassandra Huidobro
©2014
Cassandra Huidobro
