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Richard OLaya Apr 2016
I can kiss you with the incessant sigh of my delirium
Touching every nerve in your intense and feverish skin
of  your perfect and harmonious *******
until your body vibrates with insane passion
and breathes out  a torrent of great pleasure
Richard OLaya Mar 2016
Exquisite and flashpoints Contours
shape your  exotics dimensions figure,
and your skin has soft brightness
  and sublime nuances
it turns incessant blushes

From subtle grays
  to glint more white and pure
stamp your harmonious profile
between  limpid quilts
  and diaphanous walls

Gently, inch by inch,
  my hands slide whit  arrogant verve
looking for your  flirtatious *******
warm night, baby, madness and pleasure

Your furtive eyes follow
  the lilting movement
  and meanwhile
I delight
with your exquisite ******, fervently,
Dominating to you
moment to moment
Richard OLaya Jan 2016
In this cold November night
I’m even now looking for
the  slinky warmth of your frail body
between the white sheets.

In the shadows
the scintillating fire of  the candle
    catches my Sighs
    which  still  it tears from me into the  air
the deepest memories
of the most beautiful moments
I've spent with you

I am cold,
outside, the wind blows
and desperate trees
shed their leaves at the air

and  counting every second  by this way
I'm waiting for you

Inside the room
  the campfire's faint warmth
incites  to ****** ecstasy.
  while the petal of a chaste rose
falls with slow swinging
cutting the air smoothly.

Oh!  baby got to arrive, infamous waiting in agony,
why you have punished my impatient calm?
but no matter, even it was worth it.
I got you right now in my arms,  baby.
Richard OLaya May 2015
Inside the room
  the campfire's faint warmth
incites  to ****** ecstasy
  while the petal of a chaste rose
falls with slow swinging
cutting the air smoothly.
Richard OLaya May 2015
I am cold,
outside, the wind blows
and desperate trees
shed their leaves at the air

and  counting every second  by this way
I'm even right now waiting for you
Richard OLaya May 2015
Into the gloom
the scintillating fire of  the candle
    catches my Sighs
    which  still  it tears from me into the  air
the deepest memories
of the most beautiful moments
I've spent with you
Richard OLaya May 2015
In this cold November night
I’m even right now looking for
the  slinky warmth of your frail body
between the white sheets.
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