Collecting the rare flowers of the emotion
Making one divine bouquet.
Touching more profound the heart,
Love will go becoming unique.
And even though this is an illusion
Diving loving and triumphant;
Path that leads me to the seduction
The most perfect body and sensual.
The hands that are sought through the night,
The fear goes away, getting lost.
Pleasure eternally invigorates
Promises of this life which I wanted to as well,
In the enjoyment of this love, I feel pouring
Happiness, made a fountain.