VANI CHARNEL

...Love is recognizing each other through a perfume...
Vanì charnel, is the taste of a night of love. Which is described in this poem I wrote.
The scent of the soul
This exchange of us is a game of head. Because tonight with tea will have a different flavor....
Come closer.
Cling to me so as not to fall, sink your nails into my back
And close your eyes,
I walk the curves of your hips with my hands and I feel something sliding down ...
I feel your breath growing in my ear, I want to hear new words of forbidden thoughts ..
I want to find the most hidden part of you, the most secret, I want to find what you don't even know .. I want to feel your skin on mine caressing the desire that comes ...
the taste of your freshly bitten lip and your wet hair between your mouth
I feel your belly move slowly, and the pleasure grow ...
I want your eyes and I want your gaze ...
Yell out...
I want to feel you mine for this night, mine ... mine alone ...
I caress your breasts with the warm oil of a consumed candle ... and I chase the drop that falls down into the navel and beyond ...
I lose my breath, I take my breath and go up, I kiss you ... again I go down and I lose my breath ...
I want to touch your lips and feel your legs tighten
I feel your hands tremble and your strength pushing me to you ...
I want to smell the scent of the soul and get where no one has gone so far ...
I want you.