To the Pleasures of love

Love essence that created me
And that many times is consumed in me
Protective shield
And ladykiller

Your passion is filling me with
Whenever I look at you
I become irrational
That I believe in these endless times

I look like this charming boy
Voiceless before the things he does not know
This heat that emanates from my body
Relieves the siege of my heart
As much as it besieges it with pain
Which makes me ill at ease

No doubt confused
That it is the straw that breaks the camel’s back
At random of this road
That everybody strives over
Which divert us for a while
Where we are trying to solve its mystery
Carnal attractiveness or rebellious call
Of the hearts that forget
Their impulse and free their passions

It is sweet and confused at the same time
As awkwardness of a hug can hurt
And of an untrue kiss
Bitter venom of absinthe kills

Let my eyes capture and gaze at
Every detail before you go
Away from me to look for your fate

Treat me to an excellent dish once again
Let be my fair with no wine
When you come at my table
No money but whisper
And what a treat
For the one who knows how to be satisfied
With his dire poverty
This is the grace
Here is the opportunity