Some friends
are semi-Brutusus
in trojan horses
whose poignards
...
I can still feel with yearning
upon my dreaming chair
your delicate caresses
warming my body alone
...
Your tender kisses
warm ing my shy soul
disappear and vanishe
like luminous illusions
...
Timid and ardent
love beams brushing and warming
tenderly the flesh
...
Those impalpable feelings
of true love and happiness
caress softly my heartbeats
...
Incomparable
blue beauty in your sweet eyes
brushing and melting
...