Kissing your mouth is the most dangerous of games,
a game of shadows and lights,
where heartbeats turn to fire,
and the world dissolves in sweet lights.
Each touch is a journey to infinity,
a map drawn in caresses and sighs,
to lose myself in your breath, your rhythm,
to be a navigator in your lips, my turns.
It's a labyrinth of tenderness and passions,
where my fears meet with wings,
where your laughter is the breeze that carries emotions,
and every kiss is reborn, like flowers in bullets.
