You are that poem
that is writing itself alone
on the skin and within the soul
with unexpected beats
and the taste of You in my heart.
That poem
that leaves no regrets
but only sighs experienced
photographs of moments
scattered in and out of Me.
That poem
that writes indelibly
and makes lawful the forbidden
Magic and enchantment
Sin that is reborn,
leading to paradise.
Sublime beat of infinity
where nothing knows barriers
and everything is allowed.
A poem without
time nor promise
that makes a dream fly high
even without wings
since it leads to drift
among the most beautiful sins.
Skin against skin
one inside the other
for the infinite breath
of an instant.
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