I caress you poems and kisses … (Galina Ahmatova)

I caress you poems and kisses dots Our soft drink trying, finding out its between the lines if this is just me dreaming that we write romance a continuation,It’s just a rainy autumn disappeared in the poem.Maybe just your hands is not enough new sensations to write about love unexpected, overflowing with delights.Maybe WE are just desperate? We are the Mirage WE are the soul illusion,I will answer itself the silence in anticipation of the autumn prelude.