Poesia
Chocolatefall
Hands in chains
and the sweet
warm liquid
flows on your back
and your breast.
I watch it running down
with satisfaction
while my desire for you
closes my stomach.
But the wait is exciting
a cake to be eaten
and tasted slowly
like your honey
mixed with the chocolate
now that both
reached my tongue
givin' to me
the flavour
of your moans.