I'm on a little purple cloud. Boys? Girls? I

I'm on a little purple cloud. Boys? Girls? I don't care.
Just her.
Let me love, let me live, let me dream...
Let me be an actress, I love it. I love to play in her arms, fighting against... against what? My own love? I think so.
Isn't it the theme of the poem?
Take a breath.
I love it. Al Berto, again. I want to stay here forever. Beside her.
I don't believe all. Excuse me.

Desire? Desire. Attraction. Your breath, your skin, your lips, your body, your arms, your thrills, your embrace...