the first thing I look
nomas when crossing the door
that beautiful pair of legs
covered in black stockings
from a bar bench
I looked tenderly
promising with his eyes
eternal nights of pacion
she was a strange woman
his clothes looked expensive
I did it and I said hello
I want to invite you a drink
she said to the bartender
a champagne please
and I said give me a tequila
but make it the best
she was wearing black stockings
I remember that well
when I told him we danced
He said clear why not
his body stuck to mine
the blood fussed me
and after two songs
in the mouth I kiss
There are Marques de Sima
black stockings flew
my cravings also flew
and in his body they landed
in sublime communion
our bodies came together
we wanted to love more
but the forces were missing
I woke up like wings 9
I do not know what time he left
just haye the black stockings
that left me in the buro
I looked for it in that bar
but she never came back
she left me her black stockings
but my soul took
Only among all we can make this a better place :)