You are truly beyond my strength... I don't know, maybe you were tired of studying and you wanted to stretch your legs,

You are truly beyond my strength... I don't know, maybe you were tired of studying and you wanted to stretch your legs, or you just wanted to go crazy, or your lips asked you to bite them, for one reason or another, you came to my room that silly afternoon, like you, one of those that I like so much...again like you. My memory is blurred trying to figure out what I was doing before you arrived, but I know that as soon as you walked through the door to my room, the light flickered. Unmistakable sign that something was palpable in the environment... “I’m going to the bathroom,” you said. And when you came back. I couldn't even ask you why, but you were wearing a very light robe, which covered whatever you wanted to cover, no more... no less. Suddenly lying in bed, you started talking, about times past, what do I know, I was so distracted, so... when you get like that, you really surpass me, how do you expect me to listen to your words when what screams in you are other things that cannot be avoided. You moved knowing what you were doing, I know it perfectly. That first slight accommodation that revealed what I could imagine. That second yawn with arms, which opened the robe unusually. You wanted it and you didn't want it, you continued with your provocation, because in case I haven't told you. You were wearing the robe. There was no more, and at times, there was less. I assumed it was a delirium, a hallucination, I assumed that you spoke when you moved your lips, I couldn't, I didn't know. Yes or no, no or yes, if you made that slight movement again that was an earthquake inside me, if you bit your lips again remembering when you were little and we shared so many things, if you dared to take your fingers to the right place, I would have to say yes, that was what you expected... And you ended up killing me when my hands went to your tied hair, moments later, you are totally natural, totally a woman, with your hair between your fingers, electrifying you, hypnotizing me. I said yes, did you expect anything else? You expected what I did, saying yes without saying anything. And we take off our clothes, and turn off the lights, and close the windows. We didn't want prying eyes, we didn't even want our eyes, the smell of passion, the constant touch of our body was enough for us. We started very slowly, with the tenderness of young people in fear, but they ended up unleashing the darkest passions, and when he penetrated you, when the moment arrived when your eyes, in the middle of the darkness, turned completely white, the craziest of the festivals of lust and pleasure began, your breasts, desired for so long, now far exceeded all my dreams, you let yourself do whatever it took, giving yourself over to debauchery, without Think about the regret we might have tomorrow. I was beside myself, trying to make you mine again and again, madly but at the same time without leaving aside the tenderness that you inspired in me, I did nothing that you did not want, you denied me nothing that I had not dreamed of before. And so we woke up the next day, like a good summer dream, naked sharing beds and the past, thinking about whether there would be another chance to repeat and surpass everything that happened the night before...