blush

my favourite colour
is the blush of yours cheeks…

walking in your body
sliding in your neck
and to rest
in the light of your breast…


jump,
mortal turn for the south of your geography.
I caress your waist,
the forms of your hip
the perfect shadow,
your legs
the exactly size
for my madness…

I see you from far away
kiss you slowly
take a second
I love you in silence…

my favourite colour
is the blush of yours cheeks…
my favourite taste
the caress of your lips.