turn on the cheesy with the sensuality of your lips with the perfume of your eyes

with the feeling of the legs

as we spin intertwined, tasting and challenging us

take me to your secrets, and with phrases, I will throw me forward with crazy words

with tickles at the corners and silence around the prose

I will read your cravings; i will make you blush like a rose

even, pushing, and sliding in sighs

to the warm rain, to the hot stream

caressing you with rhymes, even with wild impulse

biting the plum as your soft skin throbs

to the sunny of the butterflies

to the fan of spring

tease me slow and easy like it's a dream

let's talk with the looks between the lines

with interrogative points

with undulating responses

with an advance, with serenity

and the debauchery.