Contact
I forgot what a kiss is
The taste of an afternoon coffee…
So, as the waves pull from the land,
I feel like a desert ship.
Contact—
I forgot what that word meant.
Shipwrecked for months,
In books I look for a meaning to embrace me,
To tell me everything will be fine…
To go and leave those roses in my father's memory,
To light a candle to the Virgin Mary.
Contact,
To be in your dreams
Hug me
Let me see your eyes
To smell your perfume
I’m looking for that word in that old dictionary
Hearts
Your heart tonight
Touches my heart
Like the first time…
My heart
Close to your heart,
They whisper,
They talk as if they’ve known each other for years.
Your heart tonight
Makes love to my soul —
A love full of passion,
With care,
With respect.
Your heart tonight
Shows me
That the magic moment
Exists.
Your heart
Touches my heart
Like a child.
Your heart
Has its own
Prophetic knowledge.
You are a diamond,
But I had to climb
The highest volcano
To find you…
