are we not going the same way or whatever you call it

with pleasure, if I were, I would make of your mouth the destiny

of my kisses with the salt of a pure desire

I would make my tongue the place to savor your hot body

if it were, it would make you soft so you can fly with the birds

for you to stop in the warm nest of my hardness

I would make your eyes shine like the most sensual star

in the blue sky

I’d look for the sun at night and bring it back by force

so that your hair lights up like the full moon

if it were fate, I would make your arms delicate

so that they always seek refuge of mine.