Cuando toco tu piel, siento una conexión más fuerte que la de un electrón a un átomo.
Te beso y siento tu amor, tu dolor, tu pasado, y tu futuro.
Tú y yo, ya pasamos. Los cuentos de nuestros ancestros saben de nosotros.
Nuestro amor se repite cada mil años.
Hoy es nuestro amor, y ayer era nuestro dolor. Este día es para nuestro calor.
Te quiero comer a besos y amar por años.
I became your groupie, ready for any morsel of affection or intimacy.
I waited eagerly for you to deposit anything in between my legs, for those were the moments you pretended to be mine.
I jumped at the moment of sharing your light, even if it meant weakening my own.
If you were away, I waited for your return.
Even if your absence would be prolonged.
I became your groupie, listening to your sweet words that held no weight in shallow waters.
I learned to plead for information like a fanatic. I learned to beg to be included in the backstages of your mind.
I became your groupie, ready for you to share whatever troubles had already been shared with others.
I was the best groupie but that's all I will ever be. Your number one fan, your number one fool.
