INNOCENCE
Wellmindelysianher ecstatic eyesshe said she loves me but just with her eyesopen your eyes and see that life is beautifuleven in darkness, she chose to rise
The sound of their pleasure-seeking song resonated between the walls, under the roof of darkness, in a circle of silence where only they could hear those melodious mewls and grunts escaping their throats, erupting within their chests, containing deep sighs of contentment, the roaring of desires and whisperings of lust.
In that month of beautiful fall when trees shed their leaves after turning orange and crisp, soothing wind passes through skins, as if whispering hymns of nature. In that beautiful fall, when nature speaks of the changes, telling about the arrival of winter, the condition of them was divergent, speaking of hot summer nights, mid-July, when the honeyed thick saps of ripe mangoe