I need you in the lonely inclemency of my reality, because dreams no longer exist in these dark nights where even the moon has fled from my window. And in that outside nothing seems clear to me anymore, because I don't know the reason for my own existence.
Here inside, only the memory coexists without the aroma of your body, without the resonance of the longed for and the discreet complicit smile of what the night left as a trace in our nakedness.
It is to search in the pain of the incipient passage of time, that does not erase us what we promised between kisses and moans filled with a precious breathing, soaked with pleasure.
I need you much more than I can say, because in you I drank the forbidden, trying to immortalize our encounter. But idleness pounced on us, taking away our longing and turning the heat into an iceberg so hard to break through.
Even so, I need you almost screaming, but without the sound that caresses your soul, because begging you is no longer what you want from me.