My lover
I have no idea what love is
I thought, I think
And eventually she comes up
with her sweet gentle kisses
and melodic smile with Venezuelan flavour
The leaves floating through her memories
lost in my thoughts.
Her crystalline hair imitating the movement of them.
Oh, I cry, yes,
on the bus
inside those metallic doors
that try to open and shut at the same time.
Trapped and free
My eyes are heavy, my eyelids
exhausted of her divine silhouette
behind my eyeballs
her whole aura, orange
yellow and red.
All bleeding through untouchable bones around my delicate heart.
Is it mine?
Why is it mine and not her hands holding it for one more time.
Her perfume,
I beg the sunrise to show her my love through the infinite and constant esence of my lascivious neck.
Hold me again.
Hold the bed sheets and show me your breath around my ears.
Tell me you love me, because I love you my love.
Always, and for ever.
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