Sensual impulse
that makes me feel colors
and perceive the music of silence...
Somewhere south of feeling ,
touching the spirit\'s sensation ,
spicy kiss in the morning ,
I make love to the wind ,
drawing the face of the instant ,
that gets lost in the clouds ...
The flavor of the trade winds tranquillity
makes me lazy in distant lands ,
and girls so beautiful ,that you would
only want to live to die in their brown skin...
Tropical vibes ,suddenly azure lagoon
the hair of the waves is coming to sleep ,
salty caress that intoxicates me with lascivious depths,
secret vanilla scent meeting ,forgotten north of boredom...
Am I under the influence of an inspired island ?