Tag: Erotismo
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Dedicato ad anonima
The constant noise, the cadence with which the clicking of my heels marks my steps, are the only spatial-temporal connotation of my essence. I hadn’t seen anything for many minutes now, imperceptible but infinite lapses of time in which his voice, ever since I got into the car, had been my only contact with reality.…
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Dedicato a cp_monella
Damn, I’m tired, you never stopped, I say to my young colleague, whom I coerced into the pleasant task of accompanying me to the company party and then home. For months we’ve been teasing each other with not-so-subtle compliments, and finally, tonight, between the music and the effects of the open bar, I felt his…
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Dedicato a Scaryele
I had walked that road thousands of times, in the morning, in the evening, with or without light, with my backpack full of a few things and my thoughts, which, in the silence of nature, I let run wild in my mind, step by step. I climbed the mountain to enjoy the landscape, then descended…
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Dedicato ad una anonima
It had been a month since the new roommate had taken over the flat’s vacant room, making my Milan accommodation more colourful and full of energy. Sicilian, brunette, curly-haired, with a genuine smile and delicate lips, caressed by a sweet voice that knew how to immerse my thoughts in a million unfinished questions and fantasies.…
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Dedicato a Ugobaldo
Her hands seemed to follow the paths traced by the drops of the hot shower, starting from my shoulders and reaching my abdomen, while on my back I felt her warm, soapy breasts stretch and move along my lats. Imperceptibly, I distinguished kisses to small bites on her shoulder blades, a provocation muffled by…
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Dedicato a “Sweet Amaranth”
I do not have time to write to her that I have parked that, as I make my way to the front door, I see the crack that divides its prized sashes open, placing her sculptural body under the light of the morning sun’s rays. I look around, search the neighbors’ houses for a look…