let us merge our breath with my appetite and you with the erotic flavor that incites me

kissing you the peel of your red lips, the fire, the sweet and the sting

your little mouth is the wild courtesy, the spell and the debauchery

the elegant note, the juicy watermelon

flying by the sea, to the burning streams

over and over again with a kiss beautiful girl

juice, pulp, and the beating of the heart

to the feeling of midday

to the freshness of lust

to the private and public of the challenge

tasting you as a lover, like free birds

to the freedom of being intertwined

to the burning of our bodies

when sliding erotic of true love

let's merge the breath, let the perfume of your lips

it seduces me while time disappears

to the intimate taste of eternity