> You love madly, fire that burns in your chest, > But you get shivers of gentleness that comfort you; > Two loves, days and nights that play, > One overflows, another slowly becomes pregnant. > > One touches you like pure music, > Every second day is a note of longing, > Laughter, boundless nights intertwine > Like an intoxicating wine, ignites a tension. > > The other is the mystery of the peaceful morning, > The coffee with its own gesture of care, > The hand that finds you in sleep, gentle and divine, > Calm love, without chaos and screams. > > And you, lost between fire and silence, > Divided you search for the excitement of life, a feeling.

This sonnet explores the duality of your love: the intense, lively, and musical passion, along with the quiet tenderness of a gentle love, reflecting the inner struggle between what your body desires and what your heart demands.