There is a back that is watching me,
there is a neck that is being allowed to caress for me,
there are eyes that know nothing,
there are some lips that, at dawn, will tell me yes.
There's a full moon on that neckline,
a fixed pupil in the cloak of excitement,
there is a clock that always reaches five,
There is an ant that is jumping around in my pants.
There is an imbecile dancing with her,
there is another tongue licking the footprint left by his foot,
there is a key, a hall, a staircase,
There is a sin that I do not know what I should commit.
There is a motorcycle that they are selling to me,
some hips that are demanding imagination,
there is a heel, an ass, a knee,
there is a laugh tickling my heart.
There is a danger of fire tonight
in the back seat of a car,
a couple burns in the third,
I will not be the one to call the fire department.
There is a poison that looks like
there are socks that hide, that offer, that deny, that give,
there is a pout, a maybe, a pose,
there's a skirt lying to me: you're not going to take it off.
There is a sorry zipper,
Where the hell is the damn light hidden?
there is a hand, an arm, a shoulder, an elbow,
There is a mouth that says it all without saying a word.
There are spots of carmine on the pillow,
there's a janitor who has not seen anything if you give him two thousand,
There is a cup that is emptying,
There are some fingers that are taking off my gray jacket.
There is a freshly cut phone,
an obscene graffiti in the sink next to the bidet,
there is an absurd cross on the bed,
There is a mirror on each roof to look inside out.
There is a door that is closing,
There are breasts that are getting rid of the bra,
there is a hell that is waiting for me,
There is a bed that is soaking wet with our sweat.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)