I love you more than honey.

Wine.

Rest.

Sleep.

Money.

Everything invented by man for his pleasure.

I love you because of you.

Your kindness.

Soft talking.

Gentle ways.

Sweet laughter.

Because of the warmth of your hands caressing my cheeks.

Your gentle kisses.

Your proximity.

The volcano of your heart.

And your silky skin.

You drive me mad in desire.

And want to know nothing about anything else.

Gods. Help me . And you, sweet love, take me.

Ernesto Onofre