I FEEL the LACK OF HIS SMELL, HIS SKIN... CELSO BARBOSA

I FEEL the LACK OF HIS SMELL, HIS SKIN SMOOTH ENTRELAÇADA IN MY ARMS. OUR GESTURES OUR FIGHTS, MOMENTS OF JOYS SHARED WITH MUCH AFFECTION, OF NAKED BEFORE THE MIRROR OF THE TOWEL DRIPPING FROM HIS BODY, THE TONES OF HIS FINGERS CARESSING MY BREASTS GENTLY. FROM HIS mouth WITH KISSES HEROES DEEP THAT REMINDS ME, I FEEL the LACK OF YOUR HAIR CURLY BEING SMOOTHED BY the PALM OF MY HAND.