Candid

​The hand grips the tender side.
Surprised to find you all naked.
You are caste, in white skin.
Then the mind becomes a pure canvas.
Your groin proudly hangs over me.
You are beautiful in your architecture.
Your passion creates the real.
Struggle for a future vision.
 
 
Your hair wraps around your shoulders.
I've never loved, before you.
Bundle lines of butterflies.
We experience our first times.
You show me your breasts with innocence.
We smile at each other like in a game.
Arrogance cannot enter here.
We are lit by our fire.
 
 
 
We bask in the warm breaths.
Feet on the march brought you.
We wrap ourselves in our sighs.
I wandered in the dark without a flashlight.
We long for eternal love.
I don't know where I would go without you.
Over time, I imagine the hours.
You healed the great wounds.
 
 
 
You moved sinuously for me.
You will be a bowed instrument.
I'm hungry for your hugs.
You, mighty and majestic passage.
The strong hand finds me groaning.
Reborn thanks to your love.
And I won't trade you for anything.
With strength I cry out your splendor.