Soiree Virtualis

I love the taste of your lips,
like strawberries in September.
I love the touch of your fingertips,
smooth as the breeze in November.

I love the way you look at me,
just like I could be anything.
I’m charmed by your smile
as if we could do everything.

I love the attention you pay
to all things and their details
And I really love the way you say
that our love will prevail.

I love the red of your cheek,
your breath, your whisper,
your sound when you speak,
your walk in your slippers.

Publicado originalmente em 29/05/2023