Vallala
Far from the world in my sparkling paradise
I brighten heaven and earth with my reality.
I roam within the flood of my emotions
And shape my kingdom with my sensuality.
My enchantment sculpts the plump valleys
To disclose deep gorges.
I love to wander through them like the quill of an author
The winds of my passion caress my ecstatic poems.
I sing the glory of their sensual delights
And dress them with my libertine extravagances.
When the North Star's virtue appears
The magic of the night gives birth to my noble alexandrines.
Aima
Philomene
I am the most androgynous of all.
I am the foliage of a flower
And my Heart is of a Lily.
Refinement, delicacy, subtlety
Are the key words of my sensitive world.
With a philosophical verse my charmed friends
Incessantly ask of me
To tickle them with my chivalrous tongue.
To live is an art I orchestrate
With the symphonies of the beauty of a curve.
I like to caress her white bosom
Revealing the desire to love
And cover with my kisses
Her quivering lower belly.
I am of the night and my friend the moon
Lights my way with its indiscreet beams.
Aima
Odyssey
I lose myself in the odyssey of my Heart
Subterranean journey of tenderness round with promise.
I float across sleeping apples
And caress them with my suave body.
At my passing, roses awaken
Scenting the air with their voluptuous ardour.
I dance and your distant eyes bewitch me
With their unknown depth.
The temptation of sensual games
Plunges me into the immensity of my fantasies.
I wander through the labyrinth of my sensuality
And play endlessly with the concupiscence of my senses.
Of the ecstatic journey
I push to the extreme
The quintessence of amorous bliss.
Aima
Mescaline
I would like to be your SM muse,
Your mescaline,
Your obsession.
I would like to be your only bohemian,
Your butterfly of the night
Your hallucinogen.
Remaining silent and sovereign
And for only accessory
Some lingerie of a profound nature.
I am the sphinx,
Enigma of your life,
I gather the nectar of flowers
That no one else can attain.
The lion constellation
Gave birth to my fantasy
As feline as well as fickle.
I come from an ancestral age
Where men prostrated themselves
Before my charms.
I reign as mistress
And my lascivious gallants
Delight in my aphrodisiac mescal.
Felicity
I am born in the age of miracles
My life is filled daily with solar joy.
I am the mirror of the universe.
The paths that I take are those of beauty.
The petals of love swoon at my dancing footsteps.
My skin is of velvet pearled with a kiss
And my Heart is the divine temple of sensuality.
I savor life like a beatitude
That cosmic joy gives me to bestow.
My great possession is that of friendship
And I love to possess the perfume of the soul.
I awaken consciousness by declaring my love
With the fire of my passion.
I am the splendor of wisdom
And I carry within myself the secrets that bind the earth to the stars.
Aima
Candice
I am the sensual wave.
An exotic flavor,
A perfume of adventure.
I am an air of romance,
A provocative symphony,
Opium of the senses.
My world is one of delights
And of supreme pleasures.
I am the destructive wave
That surrenders to folly.
A dream that invites the experience
Of pleasure hidden from the subconscious.
An essence of a volatile nature
That drowns the pleasure of my being
To heady intoxication.
Of a rock of dazzling purity,
My sculpted body
Dresses itself with a robe of joy.
In awaiting the epic traveller
The palace of my heart rests
In romanesque thoughts.
Aima
Arcadia
I rejoice in everlasting spring and abundance.
I am of a creamy, milky white.
I float within a starry dust
And dance the ballade of heavenly songs.
Blue azure is my sky that enchants the ocean of my senses.
I am the fabulous, the fantastic, Eden.
A luxuriant green, vegetation in flower
A perfect osmosis of sun and earth.
This passion gave birth to my delicate, irresistible being.
I am the buttercup that unites the absolute felicity of the universe.
Torrential rain comes to bless me
And tickles me with a multitude of mischievousness.
The wind whispers a musical air
And embraces me with affection.
My temple is of crystal
And of delicate lace, of silk stockings.
I reign as an ecstatic treasure
In the spicy flavor of psychedelic utopias.
Aima
Angeline
I am the thread of existence
And save from the intermingling of my Heart
The fallen angels.
I am the messenger
Whose know-how is infinite
In the immensity of the impalpable.
I am a muse amongst the stars,
An inspired inspiration,
A being from beyond,
Beyond the imaginable.
A power of love
Where time stands still
And intensifies in intimacy.
I mingle with beings
Like a sweet desire,
An unforgettable caress
An intense emotion,
A delicious erotism.
Aima