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I love you in silence, unable to raise to the universe the cry of this love that burns in my chest. But I express it in every letter, every stroke of my pen that draws your name in the lines of my writings, in my prose where you are the absolute queen of my impulses, the light of my inspiration.
I imagine you by my side, wishing to feel the warmth of your fire, the magic of your charm as a unique, divine and incomparable woman. That spell that drives me crazy to know I am your man, I long for your naked skin lying between the sheets, to savor the sprays of your kisses on my lips, descending down my chest.
I love you in silence, in my guilt, my sin, my torment and agony. There I can touch you as I wish, caress you, be the rudder of the sailboat of our dreams, the hero captain of your longings. I overthrow the impossible, I shake the waves of your raging sea to find peace in the storm that sweeps me in your belly.
I love you in silence, always like this, so that no one destroys what we build, so that you are my greatest secret, my most fervent illusion. I love you in every heartbeat, for I can hear even in the distance every sigh of your veins, every love you, every poetry that I shout to you in my silence.