"He remains a moment in silence, I can almost hear the hum of what he is thinking and finally explains to me that not only is there a reality, but many different, that each man has his own, and that does not always coincide his reality with that of neighbor”.
― Javier Tomeo, The two-coloured man
For you to be my woman.
Let me take you by your waist,
With me another hand caress your hair,
And my lips approach your cheek.
Let me hug you,
Feel your breath
To wrap myself in your scent.
Even if you know what you want,
Let me tell you everything will be all right,
Maybe my words don't come to you
Because you don't need anything from me.
Let me give you the Good morning,
Let me be what you want you to be
Even if it's not right,
Let me take care of you,
Let me fail you,
Let you love,
Let me know that I exist
And not be a hologram.
But you are my man,
And I'm your woman.
Let's not be anything.
I hope you liked it.
Thank you for visiting/reading me.
See you next time.