CONNECTION.
You wrote me lines full of desire and fervor.
A roused in me the seed of desire.
Message by message, a garden now arose.
A pleasure garden, a tender phantom.
Ready to transform itself into its own biotope
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The roots of lust loosened the borders of distance.
So two strangers became lovers.
What remained without borders?
Excited desire, the trembling in the abdomen, the pearls of lust.
The days passed like leaves in the wind.
I was drawn to you to the approaching pleasure
The muse, wrapped in thin robes, soon I'll be yours, a few more kilometers.
Now I am there, not 10 steps away.
I feel your eyes, radiant and bright.
You glide with your eyes from calf to hip, stop on the cleavage.
Caressing with your eyes my flowing breasts.
My cleavage, which reveals more than it hides.
You seem to like it, which in turn pleases me.
End the wanderings of your eyes on my body.
Hand in hand I follow you into the lobby.
Your eyes shine like the Aegean Sea in the shimmering light.
Sometimes dark through desire and deep.
A game full of thrill and tentative charm.
The place of food tests our attraction.
The cool wet on my chest so pleasing, makes the buds crave for more, and more.
The impatience betrays the quivering heart.
Your eyes promise me the feeling is shared.
I want to spoil you, taste you, feel you.
Electric sparks even sharper than steel the nipples hard longing for quick release.
Glances following us touch us vaguely, then they shall envy the pedants, the thread.
From coast of the garden fix in the paradise.
You quench my desire, bouncing with slow thrusts.
Covered with the seed wet shine I contemplate your smile what dances on your lips.
The joy, the swing of our being.
Man is created to be happy.
It is his life, his feeling, his being.
We grow in sorrow, in joy, in experience.
In tongues, in the moisture of our own desire.
Blossomed and died in your arms.
Eyes in eyes in very firm paths.
A day full of sun and quivering wind.
A day full of you and smiling lips.
I hope to see you again very soon.
Celebrating life in respectable measure
I kiss you.
Your Mina.