The muse of my dreams

If my love is a mountain

So you are the greatest climber

Climbing the kisses like trail

Walking in my joy

Embracing my silence in the gaze

With tight hugs without speaking

Demands this hot rocking goddess

Shaking the two universes

On the horizon line still says

That the most perfect thing is to get married.

Uniting pleasures in the dead of night

Sweaty and with purity of two souls

And in this abbreviated term, I assure you

The muse's beautiful reasons are kind

Climbing this elevation love is attraction

Landscape eternalized in two hearts

Shaded by the corners of the lips

Here is your most perfect love trail

Leveraging promiscuous print wings

It makes me delirious with a smile on a moonlit night.