drowning

plunge into the technicolour pool

of my desires;

swim underwater to take a breath

at my body's degrees;

now, get drowning in my fantasies;

calm, my hands will wait for yours

to plant tacit your scent;

inside, my gaze will sniff your longs;

wildish, your lips will savor my lips

so alike with romanceᵃⁿᵈcandy;

passion will gush like an artesian well

humming our moaning;

any sigh will have the grapes' taste

fed and erupting in love;