sexta-feira, 1 de abril de 2011

Anymore

I want you now
In my Arms, over my bed
I want you ever
Even in my heart, deep in my soul
I want have you under my skin
In my veins, my muscle,
I want you playing, happily
Behind my ears, between my legs
Taking your pleasure in making my whispers
I want you smiling
When hearing my voice
I want to see your surprised big black eyes
I want you forever close to me.
But, anyway,
I'd like, definetively,
do not to want anything about you
Anymore.

Pablo de Araújo Gomes, 31 de março de 2011