It’s been so long
since I’ve felt
this way,
It’s been, who knows,
so many days, so many nights,
Who knows how many,
mon amour,
who knows how long,
mi amor,
and nothing matters more
than your kisses,
and nothing ever
tastes better
than the most intimate
secrets of your body,
and nothing feels deeper
than your
body and your soul,
so much together
mon amour,
mi amor,
my lover,
my woman,
all over my body,
so deep in my heart

© Eytán Lasca, 2003