Letter...dream

Your lips are fire, promise of an Eden,
where my pretension burns: an eternal back and forth.

Your beautiful skin, like silk, shines in the night,
and in your eyes sweet wonder hides.

I call you with whispers, my voice is a clamor,
I long to unleash fervor in every touch.

Your aroma: a spell that intoxicates my heart,
in your embrace I find the purest redemption.

In every caress, the beautiful verse lights up,
and in your arms, my love, I find my destiny immersed.

Your kisses are the key that opens my burning love,
on your naked skin, I will be incandescent fire.

Allow me to love you, with a love without end,
and in this dream-letter, to be your ideal lover.