Zorro

I want to mark a Z inside your cleavage
Be your Zorro with sword and cloak
To save you on the verge of the end
Then, turn around and put on your shorts
Believing in bogeymen again
And fall asleep with you next to me

I want to be number ten for you
Having Benfica all at my feet
Mark a point in your attention
If you miss the party on your bench
I make my last move
And I score a goal with my hand

I want to walk with you arm in arm
And the whole street wide-eyed
Asking how you got it
I draw from my person's humility
I say it in the least hurtful way
"It was easy. She’s the one who asked!”