Has anybody ever told you that love is a promise of happiness? .It can be, but what I feel for you, all the calmness and peace that you pass to me are much more than a simple promise.
Loving you is to have the certainty of becoming and being happy. Your sweet presence and persistency feed me. The air that sustains me comes from your peppermint breath . And if sleeping with you is the greatest of the pleasures, waking up with your radiant "good morning!" is to taste the most pure dose of cheerfulness, an ingenuous happiness that lasts until the twilight.
I like to make my chest your pillow, to nest your head in my lap and to hold your beautiful and fertile womb. I love you my pet, my most intimate friend, my companion and my confidant. My protective mother, my spoiled daughter, my woman, my lovable little whore.
I haven¹t seen you for a few hours, but I miss you so much. I can¹t stand to wait any longer to meet you and have you as a prisoner in my arms, in the most sweet and perfect paradox of freedom.
A kiss without chastity from your