Skin to skinSalt on your skinWave after wave An eruption of emotions.

An overdose of love is logically consistent curative.

Your eyes are my stars of happiness.

True poetry is the fragrance of the heart in the house of peace.

Last night, in silent hours - where the gentle sea touched our skin - I have found the love of your thinking.

In a sweet way, my thoughts, are embedded in love.

Only courage to fragility makes our hearts melt with fervent love.

And at night, when it breathes delicately from silence - I love listening to your voice. It is like a heavenly graceful singing of thousands of stars.

Love frees my thoughts and deeds.