now I'm really in lust....
Dilectio (By Karyna Tijero)
The perfume of Dilectio gets lost in the air, as when in a glance my soul got lost inside your body. My soul entered in you to never return. It wasnt that lucky as this Dilectio aroma. The aroma gets into my system and then flies free and far away from me.
My soul entered your body, but never came back. It is still trapped, but it is ok who needs a soul when I have this aroma instead?
Blend of oriental citrus scents mixed with you tantalized perspiration of masculinity, thats how I remember it. When the aroma of Dilectio travels up to my nostrils, I remember your kisses. Soft and subtly spicy fragrance that instigates me to remember how our bodies melted into one and how your delightful fluids blended with mine.
Captivating allure that dragged me into a sensual garden of lust. Ah Dilectio Dilectio! Your essence saturates each and every single cell of my brain. So I look for a serene and silent place where I can rest my ideas, a place where I can think of you getting lost on my own notions of reality where the only partner I have is my imagination and the only enemy is the ruthless time.
When the perfume of Dilectio starts getting into my system, my body remains still. Like lethal poison, the aroma contaminates my blood stream and colonizes my weak heart.
I lose track of time but still I know I would love to spend hours like this lying face up, unanimated, looking up at the sky.
The smell of Dilectio drives me to the roads of insanity. It makes me sail through the
seas of delirium where its delicate fragrance guides me back into your arms. I fall into a catatonic state from which I dont want to ever wake up. I dream and at there, you are not unreachable and there is always a happy ending.
When the smell of Dilectio starts to vanish, I realize that it is an eternal suffering not being able to weak up every morning with your body by my side. Sometimes I think I would never find peace because I dont have you with me but perhaps if I declaim a poem the pain will disappear for a few minutes.
A poem full of you, that reminds me the magic feeling you make me feel in every touch and kiss. Just like when I wish the fragrance of Dilectio could stay longer in the air, I wish that perhaps for a moment your presence could still linger here.
English
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