El Cuervo de Poe tango

Those eyes that look at me
that leave me breathless.
That enclose me in the notes
of this tango of desire.
It is your aroma that caresses
this body that moves
to the rhythm of your kisses.
That tastes like a peach to me
these lips when I bite them.
They are your hands that travel
to the rhythm of this tango
that lights my fire.
It is your smell, your taste; that explode in passion.
Like the wind that caresses and leaves me voiceless.
It is the magic of desire that beats this song.