Pétalo a pétalo.

Como carmín incandescente
brotan tus ansias de flor
en mis tímidos labios.
Labios trémulos, impacientes,
que al cálido roce de los tuyos,
sin vacilar, repentinamente,
se desdoblan,
desdunándose casi sin pudor
al ritmo dulce y meloso
de este largo beso que aún te espera
noche tras noche,
pétalo a pétalo.

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There's this passage. There's this splendor.

 The Fibonacci Trail

There's this passage that I must pass:

There are stones, there are trees,

there's a river, and mountains to marvel at.

My pilgrimage has just begun,

under an ever changing, faithful sky.

There's this passage that I must unravel:

There are clouds, there are storms,

there's the sun and stars to marvel at.

There's this splendor that I must discover,

but not without you, not without us.

Please walk with me, walk with me

and just hold my hand.