frond, gentle, rapt
on your arms of wind, carved of moon.
a symphony of quasars of extreme whiteness
ajar to your ellipse zigzags of rumbas
pulsars with lullabies, sculpted in fragrances.
You decorate my nights with flavor madness
you romp on the dawn attached to my waist
I harbor of star in your sails
as perfumo lily defoliating in your soul.
maudlin ecstasy in a sea of white roses
lover of my hollow, my rest, my stay
intrepid cauldron, bowed to my shadow
submissive in the privacy of my round.
to illuminate your dreams digging in my desires
I shed the gray clouds
to get wet of heaven and permanent mists.
I have a heated argument armed enjoyments
where are forged my necking of intermittent harassment
I invade your breath with the heat of my words
on an argument of surround rites
where I fabricate cuddles
that when I want to retain them, they escape me.
tempered by the grooves on the pyres of your forge
I covet excessive rolled between doomed
I tremble in your ambition cover of intrigues
attached to your body, pressing, without measure.
I feel your embrace in a beam of bubbles
breathing in my back
I weave haloes of love with agate threads.
I'm like a beach of contained sands
the naked wind that encourages to kiss you
an ocean in whirlwind
whirlwindby an agitated zephyr
Tide journey turned into wings
with my chest dressed of waves
rotated on a glasis of foam
converted to thaw ... for your burned skin.
Música de Secret Garden
piano de Elen Lackner