I expect nothing… I lean the night toward dreams.

I let the lights slip slow, soft streams.

I love you plain, with no disguise,

Like a breath that drifts between two hands and sighs.

I’ll whisper it to you—smooth, without a spark,

With the liquid hush of steps through dark.

Word by word, murmur by murmur,

I’ll unlace your silence, undo your armor.

Drop by drop, I slide inside you,

Like velvet rain at your threshold, true.

Letter by letter, I let it flow,

My slow sweet liquor through your thoughts below.

I want to pour my voice in your veins,

Like a tide that wanders and softly remains.

Let it brush your doubts, sow its gleam,

Curl in the calm of your tenderest dream.

I ask for nothing, I don’t hold tight,

I melt in the mist, I stay in the night.

Hour by hour, I slowly blend,

Like light that licks a window’s end.

Drop by drop, I slide inside you,

Like velvet rain at your threshold, true.

Letter by letter, I let it flow,

My slow sweet liquor through your thoughts below.

And if one night, beneath an open sky,

You feel a tender shiver passing by,

Then maybe, in a breath subdued,

You’ll murmur back—“Me too…” imbued.

Drop by drop, I slide inside you,

Like velvet rain at your threshold, true.

Letter by letter, I let it flow,

My slow sweet liquor through your thoughts below.

Drop by drop…

Velvet, soft rain’s hush…

I love you… in silence.