You are my life, my spring,
You alone fill my soul.
Your whisper is music on my skin,
I'm not myself without you.
Without you, the sun doesn't rise,
Only your breath in my mouth.
You are my night, my quiet captivity,
With you, I am beyond earthly betrayals.
Your scent is on my lips,
Your palms are in my hands.
I spread your thighs,
You receive me generously.
I enter you, and you tremble,
So wet inside, you're silent.
But every breath is like a scream,
I feel how much I need you.
One push, and you squeeze tighter,
Another, and the world grows darker.
You are beneath me, like a taut bow,
I accelerate, closing the circle.
You moan loudly into my shoulder,
It's getting hotter and hotter inside.
Just a little more—and you're flying,
And I'm inside you—and we're silent.
You are my flesh, my love,
With you, I boil again.
Your exhalation is my last breath,
You are all that is, and you are my God.
