Woods

I wanna kiss your body like those who travel and have no direction. I wanna kiss you body without rest. Tired body, tears coming out. I wanna breath the air inside your lungs and eat everything that is from you. I wanna cry your tears and feel your sadness. I could put myself in your shoes just to make you feel for me what I'm feeling now for you. It's not love, because love is sad in the end. And this feeling makes me happy even when makes me cry, makes me laughs about my bad mood. Makes me look at the sky and say: God! Thank you for my life!