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I want to satiate myself with you,
as the sun satiates the day,
lose myself in your skin,
trembling and sensual melody.
You are wind that raptures,
fire that embraces my being,
soft in the moonlight,
wild in the dusk.
Slow as a whisper,
with every touch ignite,
and, at the height of pleasure,
also the violent passion,
that pushes us to love.
I want to explore every corner,
of your body, my refuge.
Every encounter, a chord,
every kiss, a murmur.
To make stories with you,
while the world goes out,
infinite positions,
a universe that forges.
I want to satiate myself with you,
in a sway of eternity,
a labyrinth of caresses,
where only duality exists.