You have the silence in your hands
And such a silence encloses me perfectly
As I dissolve myself in desire and pleasure…
Beyond any possible measure, my lust
Is still what feed your constant reverie,
It is your most appreciated enigma and mystery.

Open my petals one by one, climb
My walls as no one ever could or would…
Render me the infinity and everything
Else…
I can hear the voice of your soul and light and
Something in me is pure delight…
With the moon in my eyes, I feel your touch…
I am water…I am fire…I am day and night
As the hours go by and we breathe each
Other’s eternity…my skin against your body,
My mouth making you die and fly across
The room…slow journey to self-knowledge
And wanting…

Such a vision burns my eyes…
You lose yourself within me
And nobody can ever find what can only
Feel alive when sinks in my sea.

Your hands have the silence of all roses
When they are breathing…
Your hands are still what keep my heart beating…

Karla Bardanza

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