"I keep your words of love
In my chest
As a treasure.
I keep it as a privilege that I made you feel, even if it's just words.
But they are words written in the sensations that are felt at that cold early morning
Where with those words reacedeste to someone who wants to enter you,
Without anything to ask
Just to make you smile,
Your words are syllables of your life
Only perceptible to those who have read you.
His innumerable words of love
They are feelings impregnated with affection
They are kisses bathed in affectionate nostalgia
They are melodies of a soul that intones emotion
They are desires contained in a mouth that claims passion
They are secrets of an end revealed to the eyes that say yes
They are sweet as a honeycomb
That you enjoy and enjoy
Sinless with sensation
They are sweet as the hands that please the face
And they slide down the body like tenderness with heat
They are bright as the moon
That illuminate the dreams of lovers,
Even if it's just words
Your words of love
They are caresses of your existence
In the presence of who loves you
They are fragrance that sprout from your being
Delusions of the smell of those who love you
Love words
My love
Mine are only for you! "
