The strength of our kiss like a peaceful eye storm leaves you at my mercy. Like an odd encounter between laughter and the sweet sound of your voice. In that moment I let myself be possessed by your denial and walk away I am not made of stone anymore, neither your dreams cotton. Your lips open to my awakening and your thighs spread by my look This is my poem to you, this hidden passion.
I will always get back to the common place that is Your beauty– Leonardo Rosado
I have been tossed away In the middle of an avenue At rush hour And lost...– Leonardo Rosado
My eyes are like marbles With the reflection of neon lights The slow pain...– Leonardo Rosado