No excuses, no forgiveness
No heaven, no hell
Just us in the middle of this emotional lake
Where lies aren’t allowed, and you are mine
My breasts waiting for your erotic kiss
Are like blossoms waiting for Hummingbirds on a beautiful morning spring.
Touching your birdy young flesh
while I listen to your whispering masculine voice.
Pure madness so close, so sad, with scents of goodbye.
No excuses, no forgiveness
No heaven, no hell
Just us in the middle of this emotional lake
Where lies aren’t allowed, and you are mine
Sensual and soothing.
Tantric heart beats with the luxurious touch of silking gloves.
Tomorrow? What is tomorrow when today I have you naked ready for our unity?
No excuses, no forgiveness
No heaven, no hell
Just us in the middle of this emotional lake
Where lies aren’t allowed, and you are mine.
Exotic feelings, exotic sex.
Exotic you, exotic me.
Echoes of the world with unseen shattered dreams.
The war against emotional unavailability
My untouched veil covering my precious tantric heart
Time to say goodbye, set sail for freedom flying high in the sky as the eagles fly.
The unremarkable memories, the scent of my perfume, the softness of my skin,
One day lover, one day
you will remember my name
The tantric heart Girl.
©2020 Alexandra Santos. All rights reserved.
Wishing you a great week!
Alexandra
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Já escrevo este tipo de poemas há muitos anos, Ricardo. Resolvi partilhar desta vez para quebrar um pouco a dinâmica do site e porque, na verdade, cada um deles também têm algo a ensinar. O poder saudável do erotismo.
😉
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