I felt so lucky when you touched my lips with your warm lips, when your voice hit my heart on the chest walls, when your look took my breath away, when your touch lit my body.

When your love erased from my memory everything that was earthly, when your happiness became the vice of my heart, when your thoughts became waves for the boat of my dreams, when in the nest of your arms was built the temple of my soul.

When the words became flowers, the flowers became music and the music became bedding of thrills caught by two violins strings where we make love dozens of moments lost in eternity…

The divine grace touched my soul with your love…