The Mirror Under The Rain

The other woman says 
that she loves your chest
even your words have a way 
to unhook her bra to thaw
 in your amorous destination.

Don’t forget about your promises,
She begins and ends her daylights 
thinking about nobody but yourself.
Try to understand her, don’t break her. 

She says that your lips flavours is not
in the liquor, perhaps, she starts to sip
your presence in her morning cup of tea.
She sees you as great as her heartbeats.

You spend your youth looking for a new love
The first time she held a man’s hand was yours
Since then, she adores the way you caress her 
breasts, her hair. In front of the mirror under the rain…