I like you because you are white and pure
Because your delight is big on my lips and moisten my mouth
as if you were the honey of my madeness
come with me and moisten that i wish to become me crazy, crazy
Is your smell who exited my palate
is your flavor who makes whirls of sensations
is my novice and fearful mind wich you want forget
is my soul wich hate this torment of illusions
But, don't let me, milk thick of infernal wish
follow me in every sip of sky
hold me in every drink of your neutral serenity
and kiss me holy milk
in every touch
in every step
in every break that exist between you and my lips
