Quisiera

I would like to tell you my complaint
That I feel a great excitement
That night after night I dream of you
And I think how beautiful it would be to have your love.

I would like to have your desires and make of your kisses
My moon and my sun
Look at myself in your serene eyes
And write in them poems of love.

I would like to live in your soul
Land of calm, lullaby, and tenderness
And give you a flowery concert
With every beat of my heart.