Kiss me and caress me,
as if time had stopped,
as if centuries of desire
flooded every sigh,
every touch of skin,
as if my gaze were
the beacon that guides your longing.
Kiss me with the strength
of a thousand sleepless nights,
with the urgency of a river
embracing its course,
as if each heartbeat
were an echo of eternity
in this dance of two.
Caress me slowly,
as if the world were fading away,
as if each of your fingers
were a verse written on my body.
Light the fire that burns
in the abyss of your being,
and let our souls
merge into a single dawn.
Kiss me with such hunger,
as if the moon, when it falls,
were begging for a kiss,
as if the sun, when it awakens,
were searching my lips
for the sap that animates life.
Let desire blossom
in the clandestine garden
of our shared secrets.
