Stem I would be

in Cherry of your lips

and give you so sap

Plant life

that mounts red love

the fruit of your cheeks

and the flesh of your heart

full of immense sweetness

The astonishment in seeing you there,

next to a marble column,

while raising a heel from the ground,

delicate skin milky.

You put posing and winks,

wonder of wonders,

woman to be discovered,

woman to love.

Des Agos