And I am here to be in your kisses,
where time stands still in a whisper,
in the fiery dance of our bodies,
I want to be the master of your fire,
the guardian of the flame you light,
a warm coat that is never understood.
I long to be in every sigh,
in the gentle breeze that caresses your skin,
to be the echo, the verse, the delirium,
an eternal poem written in your being.
To be the echo of your happiness,
and the refuge where your soul rests.