it is not necessary to be desire, to kiss your perfumed lips

it is not necessary to be desire, to kiss your perfumed lips

your beauty is the rhythmic verses of a warm night

the delight of the sun to the waves and the softness of the beach

it is not necessary to be the moon to know your body

in the naked shade in the shining sun

to the red lamp

your bewitching gaze is mystical art

the innocent magic


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