I'm back from Berlin a few days ago. to wait for a new fragrance and an old wooden floors.
Toes squeak at every step, he looks at me and smiles like all the other times.
shakes his head slightly and I think his hair is longer. I squatted
the warmth of his blankets and his hands.
We stay there in the silence of the room, in the silence of the afternoon.
The scent makes you feel fresh, comfortable and sensual on my neck.
It 's good, different from my usual, but good.
Soon it will also be on her pillow.
I feel tonight when he goes to sleep? The make you dream of me and my eyes?
Out window I see the twilight come. I think about how it would be on the terrace of his house at this time. From there the city is always beautiful sunset.
He turns looks at me and whispers something that I feel just.
He gets a bit 'more, staring at me as only he can, and I've already forgotten what I said.
I cling to him and I hear him sigh.
"You can not leave, I would look you in any other woman."
It 's like a beautiful sunset sad warm and melancholy. I look at him and I realize it's a bit like dying '.
After all, every sunset has its dawn, and mine is coming soon.
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