Loving In Extreme

If I were a sailor, I would dive deep
Into the ocean of your silky hair
Where the waves are lost towards infinity
Up to the perfume of a sweet love affair

If I were a swimmer I would drown with lies
Into your glittering tears of sensitivity
Where you diamonds quest will drive me
As far as the lair of your soul’s eyes

If I were a philatelist I would take delight
Of your mouth’s line where the perfection
Of your nectar will share the spotlight
In the desert of my collection

If I were a mountaineer I would climb up
Your high mountains legend
Where the everlasting snows will only blow up
When your pleasure comes to an end.

If I were a painter I would soak up my brush
Into your virgin forest ready to blush
Where only coolness torrent flow
At the bank’s mouth before the afterglow

If I were a poet in love I would mix those taboo
Into verses that will only look alike
When my eccentric imagination would like
To tell you without great. . . I love you!!!