The five senses

Step by Step,

I bring my hand to your face.

I caress you, drawing your lips

and I impregnate myself with your sensual humidity ...

Step by Step,

I look at your eyes, great and beautiful,

deep and intense,

a door to your soul ...

Step by Step,

I smell your perfume.

That smell of female

that envelops my senses

and raise the temperature

of my passion ...

Step by Step,

I walk with my tongue

the architecture of your body

as if he were a sculptor

of your curves,

a painter of your skin.

A thousand flavors that crowd

in the history of my life.

Sweet memories,

salty tears,

bitter moments ...

Step by Step,

I hear your voice

who calls me,

who asks me for help,

who says he loves me

I hear your voice,

that reproaches me,

who forgives me ...

I caress you, I look at you, I smell you,

I taste you, I hear you ...

Five senses

that form the woman that I want,

that I love.

Javier Sánchez