You take me by the neck and drags me through each part-of-your-body with power and precision. I almost scratch with my own beard using skin friction to draw our signs in the breasts belly thighs legs and everything else. Makes me pay her tongue when I enceno some dramatic skit not to let you get out of bed: you get if you want and still says he could have raised while taking my distraction. Tale their pints one-by-one-with-care-of-the you not understand my obsession with calculating every inch of your body. Try to enjoy it’s too late now and will soon dawns, you go away and if creates a chasm that involves time and space between the ring signal and our touch again.
They say life is short but it is not true, life is long for those who can live small happiness, and that such happiness is out there, disguised as a child playing hide and seek. unfortunately, sometimes do not realize it, and we spent our existence collecting nos. The trip we have not done, the party which we were not, we do not give this, the love which does not we live; scent that does not feel. Life is more important when you’re an actor, and not spectator, when a pilot and not a passenger, rider and not riding. and how it is made of moments, can not be measured in years or months, but in minutes and seconds. Then, take the time, and remember with pride that time that you took advantage of in the past, and this time the future, do not waste. after all, because life is now!