Let me burn

I listen her soft steps on a endless stair... It's driving me crazy for the shape of her legs, looking almost outrageous from the beginning to the end. I feel the scent of her perfume mixed to sweat and cigarettes. She's a hot mess.

Her eyes tell me that she had been fucking for the last couple hours... Oh, it's not a shame, neither is a thing that she is hiding. Sometimes I just think she likes when somebody notice it. I like her curves, I like it even more when she's dancing, Yes, those beautiful arms, those delicate hands and her hips... slowly drawing shapes through the air. Sometimes [but just sometimes] I would like to stop the time and dance with her, kiss her neck line, feel the taste of her last drink in my mouth. Desirable, yes, look to her red hair burning when the spotlight hits her... Everything ignite...

And my heart...

...turn into ashes.