In a polluted air of passion love increased our pollution,
and our skin was torn with the liquid sweat that our skin shed while we loved
A traffic of kisses stopped us in each bridge of caresses,
and the ozone of our breath burned the lips very quickly
The ashes of love were scattered in the fire that was in our bedroom,
asphyxiated with pleasure,smoke sprang from our bodies,and the steam melted every corner of our skin
Our accelerated hearts reduce their miles to zero,
until we spilled the fuel that keep the desire
The environment in her two mountains at the end of her back,
my white clouds began to rain over her two mountains,and only fog was left
And we always wanted to feel that we were in our heated environment,
without it being a disaster to feel loved,regardles of love being contaminated
Contaminated!
(W.V) January/16/2019
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