My sweet delirium. Nothing compares to what I find in you. In fact, no describable feeling can emulate our trance, the spark of enchantment that turns into the fire of all the senses, into the full ecstasy of the skin, into the climax, the eruption and the vibrant waves that exceed the most perfect calm. In your arms, I dance, I surrender, I simply am. My sweet and fascinating goddess of hypnotic eyes, I can only say that I want you more and more.