Ay Pero Dile

I miss, your mouth and your sigh,
I miss, the saliva from your kisses
I miss, the deep kisses
That we shared, when we lived together

I miss, those hand games,
I miss, our skin in contact
I miss, shared lunches
Nourished with love vitamins.

But tell him!
Not to fear me and tell him
That I am by his side like the air
Like glass like the wind
That stirs in the evening

But tell him!
Not to run from me and tell him
Not to hurt me again
Not to push me away
That I am the sparkle in his eyes
And the beat in his blood.

I miss, your eyes that cried
I miss, your body so wet
I miss, your perfumed breath
That we enjoyed with the magic of divine love

I miss, those hand games
I miss, our skin in contact
I miss, shared lunches
Nourished with love vitamins