te imaginas?

Thick air, saturated with wine and electricity. It seems as if the walls are melting and time itself begins to breathe in unison. The music sticks to your skin - lazily, with the confident arrogance of someone who knows that the night is just beginning. It's not about words or even love - just a desire that doesn't hide or shy away. It laughs, teases, leaves marks on your neck and in your memory. Everything sounds like a promise that no one is going to keep - because it has already come true.