When the night begin,
your memories come to my mind,
like a rain of feelings,
telling me that I still love you very much.
When the night begin,
the light of the moon show me,
the true value of your love.
When the night begin,
I remember you kissing me
and saying in my ears
I want you my love.
When the night begin,
something tell me that my destiny
is to be with you.
And then I begin to feel your lips in my lips,
your hands around my body,
like two lovers of the night.
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Author:
jorge serra (
Offline) - Published: December 11th, 2019 12:55
- Category: Love
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Comments1
tu poesía es asombrosa 🌹
Alita gracias por tu comentario sobre la poesia.Saludos
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