My God, Why are you torturing me?
Why do you show me such a beautiful body,
that makes me think how indecent people think?
Is it you or my mind? Why stay like this?
I start to think I’m a pervert.
Your passionate face calls me to love.
Your imposing shoulders ask me to hug you.
Your breasts eat me alive and rip my heart out.
Your tummy drives me crazy.
And yet I still find in this posture a sweetness
asking me to hold you from behind.
Why be so cruel and irritating with my mind?
Yuri Patrick – 31/05/2017