FIRST DAYS

It was always one to want more!
An intense fire that burned our skin
We were wetting our sexes.
Our mouths were burning.
It was always one to want more!
Sweet fruit in the mouth
Cold beer in the glass
Burning kisses on the body.
Always one wanting more to be inside you
A frenzy
An intense pulsar
A fun in waterfalls.
It was always one to want more!
In and out of you
One enters and leaves intense until we sleep tired
And wake up in love and
Wanting more.