While I sleep, my flesh surrenders,
and my spirit rises, sovereign and trembling,
like a flame detached from the temple of the body,
like a kiss that refuses to return to its origin.
And there, in that flight, I discover myself:
I am she, the most erotic, most unrestrained woman,
the one who ignites dreams and folds them to her command,
the one who dances in the air with a tongue of honey,
who screams and whispers in the same cadence,
who moves the very geometry of the universe with a moan.
Each thought is a touch of fire,
each heartbeat, a solemn oath of excess,
each curve of my spirit a sacrilegious territory,
and in the distance that separates flesh from flight,
I possess myself, consume myself, revere myself.
The world bends before this madness,
the winds carry my scent of honey and conflagration,
and I, untamed spirit,
am sovereign of every desire,
I am she who has always dared to be:
wolf, queen, conflagration, liturgy of fire.
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