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I would like to be the owner
From the covenant of your mouth
I would like to be the verb you don't invite
To the party of your voice
Have you ever asked yourself, tell the truth?
If you feel the wind
Under your clothes?
When you bathe in the sea naked and it caresses your body
At the party of your skin
You will feel the salt, the waves, you will feel the sand
It makes me sad
I would like to be the air that escapes from your laughter
I would like to be the salt to sting your wounds
I would like to be the blood that you wrap with your life
I would like to be the dream that you would never share
And the garden of your joy, of the feast of your skin
They are those kisses that are neither cold nor hot
But if they are from your mouth
I love them too
No, no, no
I would like to be the air that escapes from your laughter
I would like to be the salt to sting your wounds
I would like to be the blood that you wrap with your life
If you want to be the air, I invite you girl to my shirt, my shirt
Of your joy and the celebration of your skin
