One Soul And Two Bodies

Let the naughtiness of your winning personality sit by my side to poke, 

I want to be an aesthete, 

Witnessing every bit of your pulchritude. 

Let flavours of your love are the liquors

For which I want to be an oenophile 

And guzzling them, 

Let me acquire the ecstatic life.

Uniting our breath, 

Disparaging the subtle difference between us, 

Let us be one soul and two bodies.