Maybe it's the roughness of my skin alive. Yes, yes, yes. The inspiration to guide your hands to drive. I'm the right paper for you to write in sweat and saliva the poetry mirage of your female nakedness inside us. Beautiful girl. Where I rest my feelings. My best soul music, my sound greetings. I respect you so much as a woman, my dear, That almost means like feeling a great fear of violating the nobility of your body so clear. Yes, yes, yes. I yell my yes to be heard near. What a beautiful evening you are in me! What a peaceful sleep you are for me! When I have you giving yourself to me. With your naked body, sharing love with me. With me. Just me. No one else, but me. Yes, yes, yes. Yes for you and me. You and me. With your naked body, sharing love with me. With me. Just me. No one else, but me. With me. Just me. No one else, but me.