The only route

There is nothing better than to watch

The sunshine on your face

Your eyes gratefully smiling at the light

Joyfully sparking, returning the light´s favors

And as the light caresses your porcelain skin

My open palms and fingers long for you

And as your open arms close surrounding me

These hands take on travelling up and down

And between the territory presented

Just behind your willing wet sexual Venus

And from the bathing light from the sun up

Till the brink of dusk when the stars provide

A similar reaction upon your glowing eyes

We prevail caressing, loving, kissing

Until the darkness of the night takes over

And your eyes are the only beacon available

To find the only route I care for… on to you…

Carlos di Paulo