On the horizon of your kisses, I follow the path of the wise, in delightful moments, in the experience of lips. It's a precious trail, your body is singular light, like the petal of a rose that opens to enchant. On the horizon of tenderness, your charm guides me, each gesture is sweet healing, each lip brings light. Each advance is a victory on the journey of pleasure, encouraging the trajectory that even makes us blossom. Sweet kiss that guides me, in your body I find a flower, each verse is poetry, each touch is pure love. Behold, in each emotion, each part asks for more, feeling the propulsion of unparalleled affections. At the end of this battle comes the radiating calm, in the memory that is etched in the taste of poetry.
