Sunset kisses

There was a time with a girl who used to bite me near the neck when the night was plenty. She did it to say things that she couldn’t talk, at least I understood it that way. Her kisses and hugs are from past times, I thought it seeing that last sunset lights in the mountain, as little kisses. Time to dream.

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