I can not stop looking at you

Love,

What do we have, what do you have?

Sweet as it is sweet,

When I stop my day to look at you ...

There are no wounds, sorrows, only candor

Because I'm not tired of loving you ...

From my soul, I behold you.

Nothing finding in you but eyes,

Mouth and chin, long legs,

Everything I ever dreamed .....

From my entire body, the past goes out of memory,

No sound or color, substance.

I see only you,

The perfect geometry of your being,

The double-raised breast,

Stock and food, fruitful nectar,

By appeasing moments of desires,

Crazy

My mouth cries out your spilled taste,

eternal thirst,

Seed of the look in love.

I chose you female forever,

Stolen kiss....

You woman,

My rarest gift.

William José Carlos Marmonti