YOU WITHOUT MY

TU SIN MI

There is silence in the house, the children left makes a while accompany dad on that Sunday football.

What tiger in captivity, you walk into your room from one side to another, knowing that the plane taking me back home, is about departure; anxiety takes hold of you, how not hear my voice once more

In your mind still fresh memories of words silenced by greedy lips, still warm memories of hugs throng passionate Dancer unintelligible whispers and awoke that volcano was sleeping deep within you.

Your skin crawls, it’s amazing for you, find that emotion lived even with you.

There in front of your window while your gaze is abstracted into infinity, your fingers instinctively squeeze the buttons on your shirt, your mind races and you’ve re-imagined in the room, silent witness to one-night stand.

You close the curtains and look at you reach your way at the dressing table; you contemplate and a sly smile on your lips; having aroused emotions in me, it makes you feel beautiful …. beautiful, but above all, he makes you feel very woman.

As I board my flight to the outskirts of your city, from the depths of your being, your longing for me with you in that room; you are there just for me, this corner of your house is totally ours now;

You go to your bed following the hologram projected on your hormones; I am, man now become the secret escape your mind.

As you walk, your clothing has fallen on the floor, you lie in that warm nest, there would be no better place if I were there.

Your gaze is directed to vacuum and amid the sea of ??memories, your mind flying, your fingers playing, they are become waves that come and go, your lips dry up and you remember the taste of passion, your body yields.

Stretch your legs emulating the ship that takes me home right now, call me !! and which spirited Pegasus came up that hill where your passion and mine meet.

The silence is over, the fire that never stops and that explosion no longer waiting and shudders.

My plane soars over your city as my lips carry that salty taste that I picked you, today your loneliness has led me to you of the oldest way of loving.