The woman who always in a kiss dreamed, dilated in a transparent sigh of love, covering itself with my caresses, of my yearning and I suffocated of despair by her body.
I saw her so clear in my dreams that I doubted outside unreal, I so alive in my body that when it kissed to let me breathe drowned to me in the weeping of desire
And each word she pronounced towards of my body a chaos of emotions transform in a handful of uncontrollable desires with an insatiable thirst by its love and its kisses
I told her that in my dreams my love is only for you, that my thoughts went behind of any desire that the life next to her is but the beautiful dream and being you’re my great desires, you made that my reality transform in my better dream. You
Jorge Luis Garcia Aguado