In the silence of your porcelain eyes, dwells a gentle and luminous storm: you are the sweetness that my heart holds back and the tempest of a daring joy. Gentle as a cherry blossom in the wind, sweet in the soft curve of your embrace, but just a breath, a brief moment, is enough to turn fierce and lose my rhythm. Crazy, beautiful, with that fire in your eyes, a little hurricane that sweeps me away and bewilders me; you smile out of nowhere, start arguing, and that feigned anger of yours fascinates me. You have a light soul, a contagious sun that explodes in a pout and a good laugh; and I lose myself, whole and delirious, in that tender bravery of yours that crowns me.