Ponto de ônibus, by Renata Régis Florisbelo
Between intense kisses and gestures of passion, a young couple turns a bus stop into a scene of sensuality, attracting glances and reflections.
If there was love I could not tell, but that there was burning was fact. Almost at night, some torches of the sun in its moribund sigh celebrated the departure with subtle brushstrokes of light. Nothing subtle was the fervor in the warm kiss, in the collapsing mouths that melted into prolonged arroubos.
The pair of sweaters in the school uniform also harmonized and put together while the endless kiss lasted. I don’t know if there was even a bus waiting, there was a kiss kissing. And while the bus did not arrive, the boy plus the girl's buttocks squeezed. There was no embarrassment, with or without consent, on the street in plain sight. Did the observer bring any freshness?
Yes, certainly the young couple in the abundance of sensuality to waste, sparked eyes, thoughts, imagination and desires to arouse. I don’t know if you prefer hands, buttocks, mouths, tongues or the school uniform to share. At this bus stop I may also want to board.
Author: Renata Regis Florisbelo
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