These feelings are intoxicating
With arms entwined
Beneath blue sky ablaze with dreams.
At your mother’s house
In the summertime,
We prayed by the milk tree
Silently and sincerely.
I surrendered to my heart
A long time ago
Concerning your eyes,
I’ve never found a place before
I never wanted to leave.
Yesterday, I dreamt
We were making love on a train;
I woke up on a bus holding the necklace
I bought for you.
I adore your face
Without makeup,
A tenderness I can’t explain.
Let’s have a glass of wine
In the sunlight of your apartment.
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