The air from the lungs. My head is about to explode. I feeling your closiness closer than ever.
You are embracing me from behind, and our minds are getting connect one with another.
I can feel your perfume surround me.
Our soft punch in the stomach is growing up always more inside us.
Without realizing, our connection is making us approach hour after hour, always more.
My fingers are shaking on this keyboard, and everything is born from a dream, and it’s becoming slowly a reality.
Maybe one day we will meet for real, and i don’t know if it’s a dream or the real reality.
Maybe it’s just dimension of Our Parallel World, and i don’t want wake me up.
Everything inside me is shaking. And in someways, i know, you can feel it, because, you are the maker of this.
Our souls are sweetly touching, and you are whispering me only phrases that making going crazy.
I close the eyes leaning me against your chest, taking your arms tighted against my belly.
Let me dream among your words.
Listen to it ⇓⇓