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One day I will wake you up with a soft caress,
like a wave that kisses rocks with love,
soft caresses in the dawn,
whistles of the wind in a clamor.
My lips will brush yours,
a sweet rumble, a murmur,
I'll envelop you in waves and murmurs,
like the sun that gives the sea its pride.
It will be a bath under the deep ocean,
where the dawn sees our fruitful embrace,
curious glances will see us at dawn,
melting us in a kiss, in a pleasure.
In the estuary where passions flow,
rivers and inner seas dilute,
in a single agonizing body we will be,
under the night, our illusions we weave.