Thomas J. Peters

My Sunday "Like the wine that warms our veins, We are wolves enjoying several Full Moons, Your lips, ripe grapes of desire, In your kisses, I find the corpse without the opportunity. Your skin, silk that slips in my hands, Secrets that fill every span, We are poetry written in the early mornings, In our caresses, we discovered the roads."💞💞

beautiful music 😍 a wonderful romanticism 😍 It gives a good feeling when I hear wanting a hug, a kiss, something affectionate, how to dance together, I'm waiting for love!😍❤️💞

"There are times in life when we feel so much the lack of someone we love the most is to take this person out of our dreams and hug her. Dream of whatever you want. whatever you want to be, because you only have one life and you only have one chance to do what you want." 💞💞