You can touch with your restless hands every part of my cold skin, you will feel chills when touching it as it will send frozen waves through your burning body and you will shudder at this superficial contact.
You will travel every inch of my skin, letting your fiery soul become a faint fire with the rain of my kisses, your hands will know every detail of my body, which naked will embrace you from behind. The ardent desire to find my neck and kiss him until your hands are not tender and hold my waist tightly.
My lips taste temptation will kiss yours, which will taste forbidden. That kind of kisses in which you think you should separate, because it's like a drug, a cursed poison.
