This your


Glance has hypnotized me. As always. But this your glance has something more. I feel it.┬áThis your glance, says me more about our connect. This your glance pierces my soul, and i see in it more clearly our parallel world, that says us to go and in this your glance i see your desire to be close to me. Your desire to be in front of me, and look at me in this way, without add no words. Your desire to feel my hands, that slowly slides in that jeans shirt and untying it, while i continue to be hypnotized by your glance. You dont take me off your eyes, while that rustle, make us drive crazy. My heart beats gets faster and faster. Slowly you take my hand to your bare chest, by now. Slowly i caress it. We dont take off ours eyes one from another. We remain in this way, for a second, that it seems an eternity. We dont speak us. But we say us everything. Your shirt, from your arms, slowly falls down on the floor, and you begin to take off my shirt. Your fingers are so gentle. I thrill myself. You turn yourself, and from behind, you make slide my shirt on the floor. I close my eyes, taking a deep breath. I feel your lips on my neck. Your gentle touch, make me drive crazy. You turn me, and once again we are in front. We ┬ábegin to make our love, made of caress, touches, glances, and words that we didnt ever say to anybody’s. Our parallel world around us, and it protect us.