Corazon, your sweet silver lips haunt me. I dream of us, eyes wide open. Your laughter booming grips my diaphragm, My breath becomes a ghost. Your smile, a fist in the air, a victory.
Querido, nothing about you is bittersweet The pain I carry is a privilege A reminder you were mine. Moon shaped scars, proof I had peace, I was the owner of a silent heart with a steady beat.
Happiness was you in my arms, chest lingering underneath my fingertips. Sweet jazz notes fill my head when you speak, Tu voz, maravillosa. CariΓ±o, lo siento,