Proceed with the Id,
Then the EGO gets crazy,
Feeling lonely,
Feeling hopeless...
Minds are confused,
Hearts are empty,
There is only the pathetic sound
Of the silence, rage and sexual expectations...
He comes closer to the girl,
The girl allows him to touch
Every part of her,
No hesitation,
No questioning...
Wild wet kisses
Clouding over their tender bodies,
Their bond is untouchable,
Their love is intense...
The snow flakes fall from the sky,
The girl kisses him all over,
Not afraid, not ashamed...
The man likes to take the CONTROL,
The girl allows him to KISS
all over her like feeling the sexual freedom
Of a butterfly covered with purple wings...
Not ready yet to LET the other Lust
She feels for another guy to GO...
Not happy to cheat on the other guy
With the wet touches of the new OLD guy...
Was it love?
Was it an imagination?
Was it sincere?
Was it real?
She wakes up,
Then the night appears
Like the dark bells of a castle
In which she lets the old man ALONE,
Burying him ALIVE,
Finding a way to the light...
THIS LOVE IS OVER... HE IS NOT WELCOME TO MY SEXUAL FANTASIES...
ENOUGH OF HIM!!!
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