Our night

Let’s make love tonight, dear

Like lunatics, like lovers, like madmen

Never without feelings

Or maybe not…

Let’s lie on the thick carpet

Starring at the blue and yellow flames

Feeling the heat in our bodies,

The burning in our hearts.

My hand gently caressing your back,

The back of your head

Your cheeks, your nose, your neck

And, when finally reaching that point,

“Please, don’t stop”,

I can hear you whispering.

And I won’t.

2/2012