Darling, if I told you
The prettiest words
I would lie to you
About what I want.
More than a tender poem,
Words're flying by my voice
Going through your ears
Very soft and sweet gift.
More than your smile,
I wish your touching,
Your kisses on me, yes...
(Sorry, that's the truth told).
More than words spoken,
I would touch my lips
On yours, passionately
As our both skins I wonder.
I do not just want to feel
This feeling for myself;
I want you that you'll be
The Someone Else...
In mine and I in yours
Mind and heart within
Someone to be loved
As much as love is given.
(Leandro Monteiro)
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