Cosas Que Pasan
El Ultimo De La Fila
Things That Happen
To the rhythm of your days
Watch over the flow of your time, see that you dominate
To the swing that you mark, capricious, love
To your warmth, I lean
Meadow flower: I need you
I was imbued with your essence
And now I'm tied to you
The sulfurous claim
It is the desire that I feel for you
I wish for your nights while you sleep
I desire your heartbeat and your breath
And sheltered by your kisses
To enter a path that disappears behind me
And your blessed presence
It is the offering before the altar
The water of your flow
It is the animal fondness
To this overflowing craving
To this moss of the rock where I stay
In the honeycomb of your caves I can hide and sprout
And in your hidden curves I can populate you and love you
From your brown ankle
To the sound of the braid of your long hair
