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I want those lips, sweet as honey
with the eternal softness that intoxicates my being,
that at the touch of a kiss light me up with lights,
like fireflies dancing on my skin.
Whoever looks at you shudders, gets lost in the air,
falls into an abyss of eternal devotion,
are the perfect finish, a divine art,
a poem in silence, a soft song.
I want those lips, my sincere longing,
a haven of love where I want to dwell,
where time stands still and the world goes out,
and in your kisses I find my home, my truth.