I long for a kiss on your fine brushes of sensuality, breathing in the perfume and sophistication

my silent and daring love, I hunger for every curve,

of every subtlety of your contour and your lips

beautiful woman with a glamorous fragrance, of sublime beauty

hinting allure in her gestures

of an attractive force

I want to make you mine under the morning sun, to the dance of nature

to the sweet symphony that blooms in the spring

fashion girl, of natural femininity

of charming and captivating energy

I long for your body caressed by the warm sun

tracing you like fingers on the strings of a violin

from a guitar to the lively dance of romance

joining our mouths, making rhymes in our hearts

in the throbbing of our breasts

in the elastic and deep of our feelings