Dear girl, you really don\'t know
How much you belong to me,
How many breaths I took from you
The night when I kissed you.
Your body twisted me in embers
Refreshing my bitter revolt,
I bent down to kiss you
And I\'d borrow your kiss, dear girl.
Dear honey, you don\'t know
That the late desires
I\'m like a burning fire
Over dry stumps?
Sift me, kneads me,
Turn me like a round wheel,
Shake your palms after you touch me
And when you build my silences.