When she looks to another place I can see myself in her eyes, feel so close… so inside, I would like to know what she thinks, see what those beautiful blue eyes determine or calculate… that every time I see my knees shake… and the pleasure visual does not stop..to smell her perfume .. when she comes to greet him, to feel the touch of her cheek or her hand when she touches mine I wish I could tell her how it makes me feel .. what she manages to do with her lips in my mind, my body goes crazy .. I would like to see through her .. feel her emotions .. be able to walk through her .. live for her .. what a lucky mirror .. it has me in its reflection .. and I will never be able to have myself like other people have.
