Cholita

I look at you in the room, wearing a tight sweater, your essence envelops me, everything is clear. You are the queen in this game, every glance takes me to a new fire. Your smile shines, like the sun at dawn, every step you take drives me crazy. That deep gaze captures me without reason, with every heartbeat, I feel the connection. Your lips call me, like a siren's song, On this magical night, everything is poisoned. Telling you what I feel is a sincere act, my beautiful cholita, you are my first. In bed, the world stops, with your sweater on, desire never stops. You are my muse, my inspiration, in every whisper, passion is born. Looking at you lying in bed, well stoned, the desire that arouses, the night is our ally. Whispers in the air, chemistry explodes, bodies in the shadows, passion doesn't stop. Gazes collide, time stops, Under the sheets, the moon is our scene. Moaning softly, her breath entangles me, in this dream, life remains. She is my muse, on a profound journey, every touch, every laugh, takes me to another world. Heat on the skin, the rhythm is felt, lost in the moment, we are what is felt. Dancing in the mist, desire advances, in this atmosphere, the night is a dance. Smoking slowly, the future is uncertain, but in her eyes, everything is perfect. oh