Salty skin of a wise man.

Another day.

In you eyes.

On your lips.

Summer is coming and I can sense your growing needs for me.

Just breathe.

Eyes upon me.

Another day, staring at the city.

You move along my body.

Summer is sliding along with every breath you take.

Another day.

Your smell.

A history about love.

Moving slowly, staring at the city.

Your motorbike is cold and smooth, under greedy eyes of a kid it's staring back at him.

Greedy bastard.

Old love.

Burning feeling.

Don't rush things.

Things are swimming in a pool of crystal water.

Stop staring me.

Abuse me.

Teach me what I should know.

My feelings are unable to find a place of their own.

I'm a mess.

Sweat, saliva. More.

Red skin, hungry behavior.

You blind me.

Should I wear glasses?

Behind your eyes I see summer coming out.

Damp grass, strawberry lemon juice and your hungry lips incapable of giving rest to my skin.

You are my chance.

Nothing more to be said.

Sliding hands, tracing fingertips.

Tongue sliding, skin responding.

Another day, staring at the city.

Stoned in love, love and his arch.

Triumphant smirk, Eros is on your lips.

Arching back.

Speeding breath.

Breath tasting of mint.

Just breathe.

My eyes are on you.

Another day, staring at the city.

Nobody knows.

I should restrain you.

Animal.

Animal act.

Feral and greedy man.

Letting your body sink between my thighs.

A history about love.

Am I still yours?

Hush. Don't ask. Just breathe.

Sparkling wine, rolling strawberries.

Drops of sweat and milky traces left behind.

Rough cheeks and you shouldn't ask me this much.

Much more. Faster.

Crying out with every push you give.

Never knew you were like this.

Intense. Strong. Dirt.

Just breathe.

Your eyes on my face.

I shouldn't bite you there.

There where everyone will see and question who was that brave.

Sinking deeper and there's nothing left to do if not let you have your way.

Salty skin of a wise man.

My mouth is a trophy where you can drown your pleasure.

Pleasure has many forms and your eyes are melting ice.

She won't call me.

I lied to her.

She will go out with a friend and say that I'm her true love.

I will burn your name on my lips.

She will see it.

Sooner or later she will understand that I was fooling myself.

Stoned in love.

Blinding myself for my own choice.

Denying what you always knew.

Teach me.

Ocean has its tides. You are pulling me into your sticky desire.

Whispers in my ears and summer is coming out.

Kids going around on their bikes and girls wearing colorful flip flops.

You are sliding out and my hand is flat against your chest.

Hiding my face in your neck I can smell my scent lingering on your skin.

I'm fooling myself because of you.

Later you will push 500 bucks in my limp hand.

Did he give you these back?

Later I will just breathe.

Salty skin of a wise man lingering on my skin.