It’s a love poem.

Listen, come here, come with me
Listen to your voice at me,
feel how each of my pores
turns as the rustle
leaves your mouth
Feel how the rhythm begins to accelerate
little by little, and increasingly, feel it, feel it
Put your hand on my back
and check the power of my actions
Check the effect of your warm breath
around me and feeding my desire,
feeding my being lost in so much confusion
Look with your own eyes
cómo me rindo ante tan bacanal, how I surrender to this bacchanal,
so sublime to perdition
Look, check how I fall once again
how I give up and surrender my soul
put up for sale my peace,
how you achive your mission, once again
my body feels the weight of guilt and falls,
falls and will not stop until it gets,
under your sheltered altar,
the protection of your bright stars,
your smile of satisfaction
that I see you drawn
as impressionistic portrait,
which exorcize me from all evil …
It was so familiar
I knew this would happen again.
And yet
even knowing that the pain is stronger,
I surrender to you
Again
When is the next?
I can’t wait, I wanna have you
I want you to print your label on me
and belong to you for the rest of my life
I wanna see your silhouette
on the threshold of my desires,
I wanna make sure
when I open doors to world
you will be there
to make it real
to make it magic
to sweeten every second
every sigh of my eternity with you
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