Give me..

Give me cocoon of your roses
in true annoyance of meadow
will decorate in poems and proses,
since nobody loved you more than me.

Give me the moon and its wests,
gathered honey of your beehive,
volcanic heat of lava hugs,
to steal blood of veins from yourself.

Give me brooches of your smock,
to unfasten love with my kisses..
to remember you so as my muse,
wraps me in crazy raptures.

Give me the tightness of your bra,
to fill with caresses in velvety skin,
transform my man to be your child
to nurse with sap of your honey.

Give me of your pubis fragrant,
in seas of pelvis to sail
to look for treasures of avidity
having incited you to love.

Give me the creases of your belly
to iron them with my fury,
to sit in hollow of convex,
in getting weak of entire lechery.