my love, you are a complete poem, the smell of the beach, of freshly brewed coffee

as you get out of bed, your figure delights me

that elegance, the erotic curves, the feminine and perfect canvas

my love, you are the dance that to the rhythm of eroticism

it sounds in my head, your sculpted contour and the softness of your skin

those thighs that perversely provoke me

a symphony of grace and sensuality

my love, you are that natural perfume mix

of the fragrance that awakens the senses and warms my desire

intimacy in the heat of the morning

the eclipse of magnetism and temptation

my love, you are the strawberry ice cream, the salt, the sand

the perfume I want to smell

cream and fresh cheese

the silent invitation to lose myself in ecstasy

in the atmosphere of good love