I threw a coin into the wind, with curiosity I saw your red lips, your slender figure

as it fell, I felt your intense girl gaze of rebellion and elegance

how your sensual and erotic piercing shone while you breathed slow and deep

the coin landed on heads, like your face with an expression of audacity and mischief

reflecting your style, capturing my attention

while you incite me with your straight, silky, charming hair

that aroma, the perfume of your beauty, crossed the distance

and I felt you, kissing me, kissing you

like a gentleman, my gesture was sincere

firm, protective, to the soft music of romance

I squeezed my fingers, which insatiably knew the contours

they slid warm

whispering to you while you looked at me, that the game of love

and chance beats in the hearts

in the bright looks

in the brave invitation, of a stolen kiss