Erotica

Drenched in the droplets of the lust of the Summer midnight, seeking a serendipitous arrival of someone.

Someone will blow the flame inside the decrepit lantern; inviting the concupiscent darkness to reign.

Someone will remove the raiments on the perspired body, will transgress to this hidden province of enormous ecstasy. Will engrave the passion, screeching his claws on the back, will tickle the region; with a tiny mole mark. Will breath heavy being flattened on the bed, Those bites given will glimpse hot red...