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Jesus Monsalve Dec 2013
As I read the words you
adventures of your past
my conclusions came fast
a burning sentiment
spread all over my body
wetting eyes and mind

Avoiding would not
you were them once

You are mine now
adoring you immensely.
Jesus Monsalve Dec 2013
******* in the evening sounds
Contemplating what we have done
There was no coincidence
Coincidences do not exist
Only the inevitable

Drove by your touch
Blows of fall wind
Bathed softly our naked bodies
While the flame was on
Jesus Monsalve Oct 2012
I’m going back once again.
I cannot see an end —goodbye
my thoughts are not finding coherence
the effort seems endless and the passion deepens
I tasted what was love between our lips
passionate caresses during the twilight of are senses
another unforgettable trace it became —a memory

— The End —