your eyes full of sympathy, of confidence, of the sensual leadership that makes me aroused

they are your lips of strawberry ice cream, of erotic fire

from the salt, the sand, and the sweet that provokes me

woman with a beautiful smile, I want to throw you words from the heart

as if they split the wet shells

as if it were my tongue on your warm skin between the sheets

the magic of your eyes is the spicy flower, the daring night

the sweet moon and the warm dawn

I like you and I want to wake up with my lips floating over your sensual body

with my tongue drawing perverse silhouettes on your charms

on the almond

on the conch

if I love you? if the taste of passion fruit, of champagne

to the juicy fruit of your lips

they are my delirium, seduction, and desire

running through your body with kisses is the longing of my heartbeats

eat you wild, prowling the exotic perfume

and exciting of your hiding places