Tu Manera de Querer

Your silence hurts me
because it screams, like fire...
You are cold like the wind
and I find it hard to understand.
Your way of loving...
Your way of loving...

Mostly, you watch over me
with assertive questions
That project your pleasure
the calmness of your movements
Your way of loving...
Your way of loving...

Your body language speaks volumes
and I don't see that truth on your lips
I will discover and contemplate
Every part of your being...
Your way of loving...

Your reasons dominate me
carefully guiding me
Your confidence amazes me
your magic is my defeat...
Your way of loving...
Your way of loving...
You are the guide to my blindness
that helps me look outward
even your memory breaks down my deepest barriers
Your way of loving...
Your way of loving...

Your body language speaks volumes
and I don't see that truth on your lips
I will discover and contemplate
Every part of your being...
Your way of loving...