While the pleasure that overwhelms is so much that not even move. This place is it myth, legend or magical…I wonder.
But I would like to, to explore more; the surface of my lover, to caress his pale face and kiss him until fatigued,
My guess the only option was just surrender to my feelings.
To enjoy the ecstasy produced that connects with the beats connecting with yours;
To go with the things in this place that seems to claim me; to feel how, slowly, the sights of Wales are blurred and the lights that are transferred inside my head,
They are becoming in as images of saints, fallen angels and wild things that be.