Dedicated to Paula, Claudia, Lillian, Carolina, Stephane Volet, Qiaofu Duan, Alberto and Paolo Forchielli!
Pulse of Love
I see the horizon he depicts by his close voice by my ear
I feel his pulse against my chest and his slight pull on my shoulder
when love lifts us into air, that is called Romantika
I can cry this moment in his arms
and I can melt in his movements of love!
Don’t try to wipe my tears,
cause they are of happiness and joie ( pronounced in French)
“don’t shake my hips too much,
cause I want to stay on the side of yours and feel the pulse of love!”