My love, subside me deeper into your eyes. So that no ocean could ever regret my death. Kiss me with your glances, oh how you kiss me with your glances. I smell white jasmine that bloom in the serenity of lilac dawns. When you look at me like that, I become a thousand butterflies scattered over a turquoise lagoon. I speak with the dolphins, sing with the shells and dance with the pearls.

My love, take me further into you soul. So that no evil again can blame my intentions. Like a book of erotica I will read you in the silence of cold, rainy nights. It’s pages perfumed with cinnamon and saffron, besotting the world around. Each letter, each word and each pause dancing on my lips like a flame on a breezy winter evening.

My love, plunge me harder into your love. So that no water can ever win over ice. Save the cold for me, my beloved, so that like fire I shall raise in the circle of your embrace. Burning your eyes, your neck, your shoulders and your lips with my smokeless fire. We shall make through the night with nothing but our skin as a cloak, wrapped around each other… You be my bread and I be your butter!

Silent Fingers

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