And in silence
my body is talking about
the delicate touch that caresses you,
about the demonic heat you consume,
for the sweet sweetness you give,
about your childhood being stolen,
about the maturity you finally found.
And I play you in bed,

because I don’t remember if you were next to me
and I’m looking for you desperately,
Until I hear your breath,
until I find your smile,
by the summer my heart …
And I’m trying to breathe your intimacy,
once more,
that your smell like that,
your taste so good,
this smell that permeates the clothes,
the air,

that absorbs the skin,
that makes me addicted …

And in silence