Lips

My gaze tells you everything that my lips dare not tell you
What my hands do not dare to touch you, what my ears
They have not heard, what my lips have not yet kissed

I look at you and with my eyes I tell you that you are the ebony princess
That I only have eyes for you, that you are the most beautiful of all
Women, that I am lucky to meet you, that if I look at the sky
You are in every star, in every Moon, in every breeze that rose
My skin

My gaze tells you everything that my lips dare not tell you
What my hands do not dare to touch you, what my ears
They have not heard, what my lips have not yet kissed

With my look I tell you that I want to marry you, in a
Church that is adorned with roses and carnations, and hearts
Supported by angels, that the corridor through which you will pass will be
Full of rose petals, and that it will be God himself who will
Of his blessing

My gaze tells you everything that my lips dare not tell you
What my hands do not dare to touch you, what my ears
They have not heard, what my lips have not yet kissed