I made you mine, little by little,
Awakening your longing, your desire.
In my hands, in my mouth you blossomed,
With each caress on your skin.
I made you mine very slowly,
Taking the time to feel you.
To unsettle you with my cadence,
And to open your heart to delight.
Not only your blouse, but also your soul
Let long-contained yearnings gush forth.
I made you mine, like a poem is written,
Unhurried, shaping each verse.
Each rhyme drank the heat
Of your burning, surrendered skin.
In the bonfire of consummate passion,
I made you absolutely mine.
