In my mind
she touches me a lot,
she touches me softly
without touching
And her eyes
look at me without shame
I feel her everywhere
especially when she blows
her breath into my ear
Like a shiver, her scent glides
over my body
And just like an addict
weak in spirit
I follow her again and again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Addiction to love well depicted Mario