1548 With your exquisites kisses

When you decide to fertilize my tongue
With your exquisites kisses
I will give you
My lancelets leaves,
My heart likes leaves,
My sagittates leaves,
Each fern,
Each bush,
I will give you my branches,
My trees and my forest
I will give you
My mangroves, my flowing,
My marsh, my swamps
I will give you
The eternal blue of my sky,
The perennial turquoise of my sea,
My thalassic marine prairie,
My conches,
And my coral reefs.
When you decide to fertilize my tongue
With your exquisites kisses
I will give you
The continent of my chest
And the abyssal regions of my desire
I will give you
The vast horizon of my body,
Not only will I give you
My mature oranges
And my grapes,
My selected watermelons and olives
But rather I will place
Before your feet,
As if were a Persian rug,
To your plants,
The cornucopia.
When you decide to fertilize my tongue
With your exquisites kisses
I will give you
My colored rainbow
My mountains,
My deserts and my birds,
I will offer you my caverns,
My pampas, my steppes,
My tundra and my taiga
And so that you run to the gallop, my prairies,
My intermountain valleys,
My savannas,
My beaches, my estuaries,
The atoll of my navel
And my exuberant spring.
When you decide to fertilize my tongue
With your exquisites kisses
I will give you
My atmosphere, my aureole,
My tropical dawn, my stratosphere.
When you decide to fertilize my tongue
With your exquisites kisses
I will give you
This my planet
That is named heart.