There you were, shadow of my days,
you untied my dressing gown with subtlety,
your safe hands, like breezes,
took me to a world of beauty.
You ran the silks, floating in the air,
like a whisper that the wind has carried,
your fingers danced, intertwining,
a hidden destiny, a sacred desire.
Your hungry mouth, fire on the skin,
despaired in the echo of a kiss,
a burning torrent, a honey spell,
every touch of yours became an excess.
Your lips came, sweet and salty,
to the border of a deep longing,
and in that instant, time has changed,
building a kingdom in the vast world.
There you were, muse of my dreams,
weaving passions in white sheets,
the sincere heartbeats, without owners,
multiplying the love that never stagnates.
