Por Querer Amarte Tanto

The tenderness of your eyes caught me
And the fresh smile of your mouth
Penetrated like the wind inside me
And in my sad heart a rose is born

When I look at your body, I shiver
And I see myself caressing your silhouette
Discovering the mysteries of desire
That hide lonely in your room

Let me be the author of your dark circles
And tear your lips with mine
And let your clothes fall, slowly
Like a drop of watercolor on the floor

Let me be the author of your dark circles
And tear your lips with mine
And let your clothes fall, slowly
Like a drop of watercolor on the floor

I want to hold you tight against my chest daily
And for you to fall asleep in my arms like a child
Wake you up with a kiss in the morning
So you forget how much you've suffered

I want to close this book of dreams
Because I don't want to get excited if it's not true
You asked me for a poem and I wrote it for you
Telling you how much I love you

Let me be the author of your dark circles
And tear your lips with mine
And let your clothes fall, slowly
Like a drop of watercolor on the floor

Let me be the author of your dark circles
And tear your lips with mine
And let your clothes fall, slowly
Like a drop of watercolor on the floor

Let me be the author of your dark circles
And tear your lips with mine
And let your clothes fall, slowly
Like a drop of watercolor on the floor

Let me be the author of your dark circles
And tear your lips with mine
And let your clothes fall, slowly
Like a drop of watercolor on the floor