Cartão Postal

As always, distracted,
I filmed you, you didn’t see.
It’s the most beautiful thing
Your body in profile.

It might seem silly,
A childish impulse.
My love isn’t a game,
But you seduced me.

I propose, my love,
A deal: How about giving in?
I’ll give you your portrait,
But I want you.

You in the photo, all nude
In a moonlit bath,
My postcard.
My body gave a sign.

My desire keeps on
Longing for your
Sensual mouth.
My real dream.