I do not ask caresses of their hands,
they can only shake mine.
I do not ask the kisses of his mouth,
just listen to his words and his voice.
I no longer ask their feet in my shoes
I just do not erase their tracks.
I do not ask for your flowers, just ask
some perfume from a petal.
I do not ask for the light of his eyes
but save his blind eyes.
I do not ask for your love, and all I ask
leftover crumbs on your table
save it and give me as you please.
I do not ask you anything, you never ask
nothing is true only because
what comes out is because we give;
what is given without being asked.