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An overflowing passion enveloped us,
your hands, my skin, dance in love,
in that evening, time was dying.
We were fire in full eruption,
a volcano of consumed desires,
a burning flame in combustion,
our bodies fused, united.
The night witnessed our surrender,
ecstatic, without limits or censorship,
together in a frenzy that does not deny itself,
exploring the nooks and crannies of madness.
Fervour and fury in every caress,
wallowing in pleasure and desire,
in that passion we find delight,
overflowing fieriness, pilgrim longing.
A passionate, sublime and pure night,
an indelible memory in the memory,
where lust and love endure,