La Yapa

A jewel for me is the taste of your kisses,
they fall under their own weight but never reach the end
And you prefer to show off by keeping me captive.
I am convinced that your eyes shine from seeing me
and I can't convince myself because you told me yesterday
That there will be a first time tomorrow, hopefully.
I want, without offending, to tell you that you walk like a grape,
your heart beats just by assuming
That I will ask you again to give me the extra.
I don't understand why your heart escapes me
and your little mouth kills me when you tell me no,
that besides my heart, I ask for the extra.
I'm not pretentious, my love, but why do you hurt me,
inside I carry a thorn that bends my heart,
if the extra is the illusion of my whole life.
Sometimes I think that you play hard to get
My plea has no entrance, you act like you don't hear
that already in the final stretch the extra means nothing.
To be able to loosen up and understand that I'm not lying
from my lips you may have to hear oaths
otherwise I'll have to wait until marriage.
I don't understand why your heart escapes me
And your little mouth kills me when you tell me no
that besides my heart, I ask for the extra...