OH MY CAROTTE.

Longing for you. Your breath and hand with a silky touch. Just one second, one second with you on my pillow. Locking inocent. Not so inocent. I know, let me tell you. Like a straw of destiny you enter my life. No exit here. But I see you, al day every day. Maybe not on my pillow. But in my mind you owe the night. My sences play tricky games with me al night long, just you and your wild smell, takes over my sweet dreams. And it's okey. Because I know you feel the same. Longing for me. by me