When you fall in love with me, don't kiss me
because I have been loved like that a thousand times,
act as if you were at war:
bathe me with rocks and dirt.
When you lead me, do not separate me,
from the cliff or the disaster,
let me suffer the same fate
of the one who walked with death.
But when you climb into my body,
make sure I'm already awake.
Love is like rolling a car
off the precipice of the night,
and in the face of such danger it is very human
to want to have the reins in your hands.

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