Galaxies colliding - Daniela Bianca Sgró

Galaxies colliding

Late December

I still got your lips printed all over my body since that thirty of December. Once I discovered the taste of your skin, I knew that I wanted that moment not to end. To be in your arms, kiss your face while you licked my body was like ecstasy, so addictive. To be captive in your arms, our legs together, our hands touching, our fingers intertwined. At first, my world was shaky. Everything was new. But at the same time an explosion of colors and sounds was going through my mind and body. Before I met you I was so vanilla, so scared to live, so scared to be free, but your recklessness and freedom make me want to taste that same liberty.

 I just want to get crazy just for once, to not think that much, because you make me forget my shyness, you awaken the wild soul that had been asleep for so long, deep inside me; but that I knew, was there.  I will forget the world and what is "correct", and do the fuck that I want, as long as you hold my hand and put your mouth into mine.  Your lips have left a galaxy in my neck, so romantic, so passionate, so raw.

 Even though I felt like a baby learning to crawl, I felt like we were two planets colliding. I definitely wanted more. Because of you, I felt high like the sun in a hot summer. You conquered the taste of my cherry; I slowly encountered your wild berries. We were in a forest searching for magic mushrooms hidden in our bodies, like the search of a treasure; and our tongues were the compasses searching for them.

I dream about sleeping with you, even in the most innocent way, just feeling the warmth of your body and your scent in my skin, so close. I want to protect you. I want to be the one that loves you no matter what, when you are like an angel, when you are happy, when you are crazy, when you feel like crap, when you need someone to hold, to talk to. I want to be there and I never want to make you feel alone. Like Lana's God's and Monsters, I desire the whole of your skin, keep learning with you; be fucking crazy touching each other as Arctic Monkey's Are you mine is playing, and like Maroon 5's You will be loved, your soul will be safe with me and you won't have a broken smile.

I'm sure when I meet you again, more planets will collide and new galaxies will be born.

1/1/2017