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In my skin the traces of yours are kept
of yours, in an eternal embrace,
a meeting of sister souls,
that left their mark in winter.
Your scents impregnated in me,
sweet aromas that cannot be forgotten,
perfume of passion and tenderness,
that always linger in my being.
The taste of you fills my senses,
each kiss is a divine delicacy,
like nectar that my mouth craves,
in every instant, in every path.
In my skin and in my eyes reside,
the traces of our love,
a story written with passion,
that in each heartbeat I read again.