Who looked into my head,
And built you from my dream?
Your skin is cool and soft,
Your eyes are like stars.
And they look at me mockingly ,
Because I can't grate licorice.
Sometimes I want to seduce you,
Just touch you with my eyes,
Because you are so tender.
And what I prefer to feel,
Before I lose myself in the dream,
It's the way you breathe.
Without you I'm not much:
Like a broom without a handle,
Like a window without glass,
Like Mallorca without bars,
Like a bird without a nest,
And that's why I hold you tight.
I feel protected by you ,
You are so beautiful as you sit here,
And wait for me.
You don't have to swear your love,
I would just like to listen forever ,
The way you breathe.
I never imagine what it would be like,
If you no longer existed at some point,
Because that's too hard.
But I should If I lose you one day,
I will feel in my dreams
How you breathe.

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