Acicálame

I don't want rhyme, nor verse, nor prose
I don't want just anything
Dream, let the ink paint on your fingers
I agree, in your kisses

I want you to play, enchant me in languages
I don't want you to fear me, lose the thread in my yarn
of wine, and jump into the abyss

Needle me, let me purr next to you
Needle me, let me purr next to you

I paint you and get irritated, repeat a thousand times
we are the infinite
But I have never been able to say I love you
and enough with the complaints

Through spirals, of corals
we traverse worlds together
it hurts me that you think
I don't love you and it's just not fair
I want you to scratch my back
like you do, your paintings
Even if I don't show affection anymore
I want you to capture me like that

Needle me, let me purr next to you
Needle me, let me purr next to you

Needle me, needle me, why are you leaving?