Lips of seductive lipstick
Kiss red on the face.
The flame of an autumn sunset,
We admire the window.
What a pleasure, however,
Listening to the music of hearts,
Opening to the music of hearts,
Conducting in an instant!
Get rid of your clothes.
The shyness of your smile,
The fragrance of the body in nudity........
Such sweet torture......
Dance of passion flashed in the soul.
The river of love in a swift current
Carries us into the awareness of the worlds.
We get indulged in memorized movements
In the sublime confluence of the sexes.