⁠Every time we loved each other in the... Keven Dwara

⁠Every time we loved each other in the morning it was like it was the first physical time, because we shared a naive of appetite
In the end our smiles resented our sweaty bodies of pleasure and passion; innocence overflowed in the soft sighs of the pretty good
For the night we locked ourselves so intensely in the polychromy of the most tasty pleasures; spiritually ejaculating the affection between two perfectly engaged lovers