Foi num entardecer de primavera que eu vi brilhar uma estrela reluzente e encantadora , seu brilho penetrava a alma dos homens que se enfeitiçavam e logo se muniam de desejo , pra mim foi bem mais do que imaginei .....
Um sorriso , um abraço e algumas palavras ao pé do ouvido , se transformariam em beijos de tirar o fôlego , toques de provocar frenesi e sussurros com tom de prazer .
A cada encontro um sabor diferente , um gosto de felicidade , lábios de morango , caricias de vinho e uma pitada de perversão complementavam o menu , ainda trago no paladar o sabor dos seios e o olor intimo do sexo .
Pois bem , alem do que eu imaginei isso não era tudo, esse romance foi muito alem da cama e do inimaginável , muito alem das juras e caricias , muito alem dos gritos e calafrios , virou amor e cumplicidade , saudade e vontade de estar juntos , encontros e reencontros admirados pelo sol e pela lua que nos sorriam e encantados com a beleza da paixão , condecoravam os passeios pela cidade de mãos dadas e de sorrisos largos..... por certo o amor veio bem antes do toque ou do beijo , talvez por isso tenha sido tão bonito e tão intenso .
Quando a primavera se despediu vieram as chuvas de verão ; já não havia sol nem luar em nossos encontros e os sorrisos foram ficando discretos e inconstantes , o desejo deu lugar a gestos sutis de carinho , e o prazer virou uma tela abstrata na imaginação .
Talvez tenha sido um sonho inspirado nas canções de amor ou um presente de um cupido arteiro fazendo traquinagens , talvez um capricho de Afrodite se dando ao luxo de nos manipular para satisfazer seu ego , acho até que os Deuses nos pregaram uma peça fazendo de nós o prologo de suas tramas . Mas se acaso o Sol voltar a sorrir pra conquistar a Lua , e o Céu se encher de estrelas pra presentear o Mar , o amor por certo voltara , talvez longe daqui em algum lugar distante , em outros braços , outra boca , outro coração .
Prologo's Passion
It was a spring evening I saw a star shining bright and charming, its brightness penetrated the souls of men who have bewitched and soon muniam of desire for me was far more than I thought .....
A smile, a hug and some words in the ear, would become the breathtaking kisses, touches and whispers to cause a frenzy with a tone of delight.
At each meeting a different flavor, a taste of happiness, strawberry lips, caressing wine and a pinch of perversion complemented the menu, but also bring in taste the taste of her breasts and intimate scent of sex.
Well, beyond what I imagined it was not all, this novel was far beyond the bed and the unimaginable, far beyond the vows and caressing, far beyond the screams and chills, turned love and understanding, yearning and desire to be together meetings and reunions admired by the sun and moon that we smiled and charmed by the beauty of passion, decorate the city stroll hand in hand and wide smiles ..... certainly love came well before touching or kissing, so maybe it was so beautiful and so intense.
When spring came the farewell to summer rains, there was no sun or moon in our meetings and the smiles were being discrete and inconstant, the desire has led to subtle gestures of affection, and pleasure became an abstract canvas in the imagination.
Maybe it was a dream inspired by love songs or a gift from a mischievous Cupid making mischief, perhaps a quirk of Aphrodite is giving us the luxury to manipulate to satisfy their egos, think that even the gods playing tricks on us making us prologue of his plots. But if by chance the sun smile again to conquer the moon and the sky fill with stars to give the Sea, returned love for granted, perhaps far away somewhere far away, another arms, another mouth, another heart.
A smile, a hug and some words in the ear, would become the breathtaking kisses, touches and whispers to cause a frenzy with a tone of delight.
At each meeting a different flavor, a taste of happiness, strawberry lips, caressing wine and a pinch of perversion complemented the menu, but also bring in taste the taste of her breasts and intimate scent of sex.
Well, beyond what I imagined it was not all, this novel was far beyond the bed and the unimaginable, far beyond the vows and caressing, far beyond the screams and chills, turned love and understanding, yearning and desire to be together meetings and reunions admired by the sun and moon that we smiled and charmed by the beauty of passion, decorate the city stroll hand in hand and wide smiles ..... certainly love came well before touching or kissing, so maybe it was so beautiful and so intense.
When spring came the farewell to summer rains, there was no sun or moon in our meetings and the smiles were being discrete and inconstant, the desire has led to subtle gestures of affection, and pleasure became an abstract canvas in the imagination.
Maybe it was a dream inspired by love songs or a gift from a mischievous Cupid making mischief, perhaps a quirk of Aphrodite is giving us the luxury to manipulate to satisfy their egos, think that even the gods playing tricks on us making us prologue of his plots. But if by chance the sun smile again to conquer the moon and the sky fill with stars to give the Sea, returned love for granted, perhaps far away somewhere far away, another arms, another mouth, another heart.
