Perfumed red water melon, sweet juices flow: Your chest protrudes,
They arouse, seduce my sleeping craving: Imagination floats,
Your body's curve is sensuous, pulverizes in me within,
its fragmented beauty is a mosaic in my brain,
soul of mine dares to dive into the pool of sin.
And you allowed me to delve beyond infatuation,
with a bullet train in constant saturation,
towards your emotional happiness, our final destination.
Woman! let me caress your heart in every hue,
with me my dearest love to follow you.
On a mattress created by hallucination,
let our interwoven bodies travel in fascination,
and free ourselves from tradition.
Sweat scented woman, molten virginal crayon drips: Pure,
coated our love a passionated heat: It will long endure.
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