English version

Sweet. Intense. Spicy.
The tongue flicks, savor, search.
The eyes can’t see, the ears can’t hear, the hands can’t touch. Only two senses to understand.
In the veins flows warmer blood, flushed skin vibrates and trembles in front of the desire to know, to try, to test.
«Do you like it, Max?»
You don’t answer. You know that you can’t do it.
The taste and the smell erupting in your brain, they burn every emotion, every thought.
And when She closes her mouth on you, still you don’t know how to give a name to what you feel.
Spicy. Intense. Sweet.
Nothing is as you remind, and the rest is all.