Only by touch

Holding nothing
I am just here
Curling my heart
In tales of love...
By feeling that kiss,
From this whispering,
This own fire burning...
By dancing this bliss.

Asking for just there
And I am here waiting...
Just here weaving
Poems of love.
That only by touch
Can be released
From my skin,
From my veins.
The key is yours,
That touch...
That kiss...

That only from madness
You can weave my body,
The whole of my spirit
Like the wind run away,
Kissing the mountains,
Whispering love songs...
To us that love...