Make love with me on rainy days
while the birds are pecking at the zinc roof
from the rain that changes the smell of your skin
make love in the hot late afternoons with me
while the steam is steaming from my skin
while the mist of the burning earth is my breath
make love along the streams on spring days
make love with me
butterflies in your chestnut hair While we are chilling
in the dried stream beds on summer nights
while the warm sands are our bed, the oak trees are our roof and our walls
No matter what, make love with me in the morning
the power of being rested in your body
so that you can perceive it as if you were seeing it for the first time
like that every morning
Let me leave you to the world