Amo (feat. Eva Amaral)

I love your face and your hands
I love biting you on the neck
I love looking at you and feeling something new every moment
I love you stealing my time
And how the ties get tangled
I love how you turn cages into branches, for this bird

I love that sense
Of developed humor
I love your shoulders, voice, mistakes, and your tangled hair
I love you being by my side
Now and at any moment
I love following your footsteps, kissing the ground you've stepped on

I love being your toy
And each of your kisses
I love my self-portrait, when I reflect in your mirror
I love how you fuck me
I love your skin on my lips
I love that this song is written with clichés of lovers
I love following the path (I love following the path)

That you are tracing (that you are tracing)
I can be whatever you ask me in the fantasy we are creating
And let me be your partner
In what's left of the dance

I love having lungs to scream your name in the streets
I love your tender side
Also, the biggest asshole side
I love the telepathy that communicates us and I love your nape
I love getting lost with you

That you know how to name the winds
I love the hurricanes when they take away our disagreements
Let me be your amulet
Be the shadow of your dog
(I love)
Using this phrase to tell you how much I love you