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Come give me that love that your lips preach,
in soft murmur that in my dreams dwell.
Touch my soft skin with your sweet lips,
like the touch of the wind among the fields of lights.
Caress my moments, make me yours without remedy,
my heart longs to consume this desire.
Your gaze is the fire that lights the night,
and in your arms I'd like to lose myself, unwind.
Take my winters and plant them in an embrace,
with the warmth of your being, in a bond.
Let me be your muse, your eternal refuge,
and let the flame of this love always be a winter.
Come give me that love, that your lips preach,
That in every caress, my fears are decomplicated.
And together in the wind, we'll sail without brake,
merging two souls, dancing in a poison.