Caromasha
cam4you · Van mreže
- Godine: 43
- gledalaca: 4
- Zemlja: Colombia
- Jezici: Spanish
KISS White bells with pendulums of anise, Harmonies of glass where my lips become puppets, And take me to a gentle river of warm current, Where I dream with seeing your gaze. But I refuse to open my eyes again, Because of the infinite world called kiss, Where a meager second has a life of happiness, And the only language is the rose with your skin. Let me find the rhythm that lies between your ribs, But it feels like I touch your hands, And expands with every breath, Leading me back to your mouth.
