I spilled the horizon of the skin immersed on your lips
incense of peeking to consume
from the roots
until the blossoming of my breasts
I go through the percussion of your kisses
soaked in the torrent of your ambrosia
since the twilight of my sustained articulation
Walk through the transit of your cavities
passion of amorphous feelings
overflow of forgotten ardors
submerged in secret places
I discover in your breath
the bra of my panting
I unfold my spirit in your stretch
and squander the promised possession.
