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I'm looking forward to you, the moon is going to shine,
take it slow, there's no hurry to get there.
The whispers of the wind, like the song of the sea,
tell me your shadow won't be long in dancing.
You only have to go after the kiss, my love,
a touch, a sigh, a whisper, a cry.
I want so much for your body to warm,
like the fire that burns, like a brave soul.
Come calmly, for time is eternal,
the hours are witnesses of this love so tender.
I wait for you with longing, in the corner of my being,
where desire blossoms, and is reborn again.
Nice romantically inclined poetry.
Good one.
Greetings.