—You and I—
We’re like a waiting, longing for our kiss,
The sum of all our yearnings, fond and sweet,
A symphony of te quieros, infinite bliss.
Like waves that crash upon the sandy bliss,
We yearn to merge, our souls to interlace,
We’re like a waiting, longing for our kiss.
In moonlit nights, when starlight seems amiss,
We dream of mingling in an endless chase,
A symphony of te quieros, infinite bliss.
With every breath, our love becomes amiss,
As passion’s fire ignites within our embrace,
We’re like a waiting, longing for our kiss.
Like whispered secrets passed upon the breeze,
Our words ignite, electrifying the space,
A symphony of te quieros, infinite bliss.
In this enchanting dance, we find release,
Where every moment holds a heavenly grace,
We’re like a waiting, longing for our kiss,
A symphony of te quieros, infinite bliss.
