Comiéndote a Besos

Rozalén

Eating You with Kisses

Four seconds passed
Until I could find you
Among the frozen faces
And it felt like an eternity to look at you and contemplate
In your eyes, my gaze reflected
And today I bless the casual reasons
Why you decided to choose my bench
To wait, to find

It was your touch, it was your scent
Awakening my hormones
That forced me to close my mind and breathe
And control the activation

And my reason turned into searching for you
Among the streets, in the parks, stores
Bars, in smiles and flashes of glass
Whoever followed, achieved it
And this story began to shine
And one day you dared to confess to me
That you were so afraid that I would know
About your reality, and you don't understand

That it's not your positive sign
That invests in conflictive
Things of love
That it's you who stirs me up
That it's you who makes me fall in love
You who makes me the best person
And if I have to shout what I feel
I tell you that I love you with your luck
With your shit, with past, with present
With or without illness
And you don't see that I want to keep eating you with kisses
And you don't see that I want to keep eating you with kisses

And the fear I have is simply
Not being able to taste you enough
It's letting you escape, it's living without betting
On who plays with the strongest hand
It's your eyes, not your blood
That trace my bed
Every night and every day when waking up
And it's your sex, not your blood
That enters protected
Among the darkest hollows
Of my intimacy, and you don't understand
That it's your laughter, not your blood
That infects joy
The corners, the nooks of my life
That it's you, not your blood
Who invades my days with happiness