I
was, I'm, and I will be in love*
Drinking in your mouth the perfume of your smile.
Vinicius
de Moraes
Translation: Elvé.
you are the poetry flowing from my fingers,
and I drown in your ocean waters.
I want feel our bodies being only one,
I live in thee, and thou art my home.
I adore the sun being born in your eyes,
and we will fire all lights in heaven.
I love you with a flame that never burns out,
a fire that never turns down in me.
Let me be lost in your curves,
eye on eye, skin on skin, pounding,
to tell you that I don’t exist without you.
I want feel myself inside your body, no end,
and I, so void in me, and, so full of you.
You are the poem written within of me.
with texts selected from the book "intimismo"
of Izabella
Furtado Rodrigues.
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