If I am stillNot awakeDo not call me!
Touch me?!…Lightly, touch me…My bodyDo not be afraid!
If sleepTorments youAnd spins your thoughtsEmpty…The unbuttoningsLife is feltThere it stirs and savorsLike a Christ…It crucifies me.
And to joy!...I burnI fadeThe fire ignites...The soul, a wonder!All the surprisesGather thereThey cannot be containedAnymore… the sensations.
Mystic heatKept like a faithProves it,Oh harem!...NeverDo you flare upLose every thread and do not hesitatePerceptionBrings no awareness.
Amidst joyHow could I fade?!...When you giveEndlesslyYou give meOffering your body and again?!…GivenEverything falls silent with the rushIt takesA composition that holdsOnly value.
To the lips!...We seek and giveA soul of desiresIn search.They!...TouchThe richesTherefore they remainAbove creation
Give me!…Nectar, the lipsThe desiresWe gave our soulTo loveNot among starsIs it experienced butThey, however farThey stay from us, do not liveEternity.
IfSleep stillTouchesThe dreamsIt leaves…Without dedicationTo lifeIt is onlyExperiencedWithout conquest...
A label.
I wake up!...In the arms... they are understoodThe feelingsThey feel, a cellular functionYour body!…ReactsTo the night it remainsLike a bastion.
I with the feelingThe feelingI extinguish amidst the mysteryArt… it cultivates.
