It is not necessary

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It is not necessary, my love, to strip me
of all my garments in this dance,
nor that you whisper in my ear the poems
that accelerate my heartbeat with their fragrance.

Your gaze, an ocean where I drown,
is enough to undress me
your eyes, sparkles that break the fire,
awaken my soul in a sweet banner.

With every touch, a hidden verse,
like the moon, peeking out of the sky,
painting silver the skin I long for you,
without the need for an absolute whisper.