one by one

your mouth, gee, your lips, stepped tenderly

on the soft warmth of my naughty breasts

without exaggerating to any piece of them,

or to erode them by some means;

the humid air of your tongue breathed me,

correcting daily... one by one... furtively,

my primordial sounds that lured your ego,

both of us to consume the moment of love;

you didn't do it like me, i didn't do it like you,

yet, we merged with each other, passionately,

turning us into a structure without rules...

we're just painted by the sun arrowed by moon