to the rhythm of my hot appetite, tasting your thick and lush lips

beautiful girl,

immerse myself in that red color that highlights your natural attractiveness

with the enveloping rhythm of lovers

touring your curves, exploring in this forbidden game

incessantly on your skin, like the sliding leaves before the dew

like the swing of an erotic song

undressing you, like blossoms in the spring

to the symphony of caresses

to the dance of lust

in the shadow with great delight, in the secret nights

to the red lamp, to the flexibility of synchrony

to the hot verses

sweet, palate, poetry, and prose

to the rhythm of hearts, of whispers

of intertwined bodies,

to the fire of love.