El caballete:

Escritura semanal de pequeñas historias por un grupo de personas con mucha imaginación y poco tiempo libre.


Mine

Let me touch you, don’t you dare to swept away I just want to get closer, I need smelling at you My fingers on your lips, your arms made to hold Needing just a second to know what’s going through. This time I’m made for love, I’m made for open up I want to hear you whispering so close Look in my eyes, I want to be free Let me be sure that you hold the key. Don’t you try to stop; the fire’s growing up there’s no time to waste I need more than a lover’s taste Your chest on my back, your sweat, the beating of your heart… Protect me from myself, as you only really can controlling my movements from running away Keep my heart from the pain, I’ll surrender by that way Be my rhythm the whole night, just be mine…

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