I’m hot to the refreshment of your lips

my hands rest calmly resting on your breasts

they are so round and thin that I can see the atonement for my sins

we are so close that our clothes fall apart from the heat of our bodies

as if we were doing some ritual

we look at the blue sky as telling our story

flying free in the letters of desire

without hesitation my hand sinks between your legs

like boiling iron crossing the bridge

between the mundane and the magical

now I can hear your heart

feeling your soul, I can see clearly your feelings

we moisten little by little to the rhythm of love

  as if we were warm raindrops

we get soaked wanting to get more and more wet