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Let me steal the secret of your skin,
that whisper kept in every pore,
like a siren song at dusk,
a distant echo that intoxicates and devours me.
Your caresses are notes of an uncertain verse,
soft melody that caresses the wind,
I want to decipher every beat, every gesture,
to be the lover who understands your story.
With my fingertips, I want to explore,
the soft labyrinths where the soul rests,
find in your essence the art of loving,
The secrets you keep are honey and fire,
stories that dance when silence weighs,
let me approach, let me go,
with each caress, unveil your secrets.