A public place. Sea is around us, children are playing, Larissa more under the water than breathing as a normal human being..”She doesn’t need air!?!?” was jealously following her how she kept disappearing under the surface than again twinkled with her long eyelashes round coffe eyes, from another place.. A poem sing in a high bird’s tone..
THE RAIN MIGHT FALL DOWN. FISHES MAY JUMP UP AND
TOUCH THAT BLUE VELVET SPY.
HE KEEP LETTING US KNOW WE ARE NEVER ALONE.
ONCE U SANK U SHELL FIND
WHAT U COULDN’T SEE ABOVE WHILE FLY.
DEEP IN WATER’s LAYS THE SECRET
DEEP IN SKY THE ANSWER IS FOUND.
WHY WE ALL ARE AND WHY WE WILL NEVER STOP.
I could see her. My beautiful new friend. “A bird that knows a fish’s breathing, a red paint that has colored ur imaginary wall, a woman in her that speaks out a man’s thought, a dream that was walking, talking so much u could hear the silence..” that is Larisa. Born to be famous, to charm the race than die and make a legend.
That same woman is a dolphin not putting even one look towards two man having sex in the water of purification..In the wide atlantic ocean.
I’m staring, not getting distracted by potentially being seen. Don’t care. I took advantage of freedom in a public place. Emotional fear mixed with desire is on the peak.
In the most confused situations life gets to feel deeper than usually.
A sexual rain was invisibly falling and melting of the skin. Unsuspected shock was turning adrenalin into desire.. That was a visible change for a European girl choosing to get stuck in a big city of Brazil-Salvador. The meant was far from thoughts about being touched being wet with passion or have the on and on taste behind my mouth ..a taste was fresh still without a name.
Brazil introduce it’s self to me. Im cought in it’s way.
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