And in everything this, not even a word, while our perfumes were merging one in another, always more
your hand on my belly that slowly caressing my little body
you have promised it again.
he could give her something in change
even if we knew that everything wasnt real, we had continued
you have kissed my hand when it passed next your lips
you was embracing me always more tight and i holded yours arms on my belly
Without add other words, he would have wait for you for continue
They were there, graven on the little stick of wood. Were there...
The pale light was still around us, and almost we hadnt noticed it