from your spring eyes, I have a craving, hot as the bumblebee

I want to sting you on the juicy and warm lips

undressing you like the hummingbird to the petals of dawn

licking in the cool spray of the luscious sea

splitting the tasty conch

I desire you like my tongue on your sensual and soft body

with the smell of vanilla, cinnamon

to the aphrodisiac beach

from the magic of your eyes, I got bewitched like the night

when looking for the full moon

like the wolf sniffing its prey

of your sensual body, I have a craving

I want to leave you breathless by devouring you in the cold

to the heat, to the ice of a volcano

beautiful doll I want to kiss your lips, bite them with appetite

of a lover

write to you between the sheets

between the warmth of my fingers and the ink of my pen

I want to kiss those lips, throwing you on the bed

tasting your innocence, pulling your silky hair

kiss you from top to bottom, from bottom to top with the prose

of my tongue

and open you to the warm rays of the sun

in romantic sunsets