As if it had been
perfect
His distant gaze
Inebriated by his
naked body
Contained in the
exstasy of love
However much it
might be
The feeling that
embraces me
As if it were
freedom
of life that comes
out
of magic charms
fully lost in
passion
Of the caresses
always remembered
Who make gardens of
the past?
As if they were
roses at birth
You take me in your
charm
Sensitive and
unprotected
In this moment of
seduction.
