Tenderness from her lips

Hey my drunken night
My hangover morning,
Bathing in the early sun,
Under the blanket, sleeping,
Oh … yes, a sense of belonging to
To the most magical,
To my most beautiful sun
Tenderness from her lips,
One of her rosy cheeks,
One of her beautiful curls,
The fullness of my living smile
I live happy
Because ….
so drunk, I might want to walk the world forever

Author: Maxima

Maxima is a pseudonym I've been using to authenticate my work. I’m a writer, poet, literary critic, and author of several booksIn addition , poetry as a basic form of literary creation ,writes short stories , aphorisms , literary criticism . ( Don't Let Tears Kiss My Face )( Between Shadows ) Poems written by Maxima have been translated into: English, French and Spanish As hobbies, I have a passion for photography and creating meaningful videos. In this site you will likewise see showcase my video creativity. Thank you for dropping by! Feel free to follow; feel free to comeback! With love Maxima

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