Because not everything is so easy, not everything is so simple. Even so, we can try?
a rrido.
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I often wonder why
Every time you kiss me I fall apart
Neither distance nor time
It's a price for living in chains
to your lips.
Because I am like a hurricane sold by weight,
I am like arms without hands.
What can I do if you are not here?
apart from writing about you,
and shout your name against the wind?
As only luggage,
I want you to bring your lips
as the only luggage
Play among white satins
to rub you with your nails,
hide between your legs,
I will be your underwear
Let's see who shouts the loudest
who does more damage to whom,
bite well and don't let go,
give me some pain
that you know that in me
It is my greatest hobby
and shout your name against the wind.
As only luggage,
I want you to bring your lips
as the only luggage
As only luggage,
I want you to bring your lips
as the only luggage
Just you and me,
you and I.
Just you and me,
you and I,
you and I,
only the two,
only the two.
taken from Revolver Basics. Letter Carlos J. Goñi.