I know!
Sometimes I'm impossible. And I hurt.
I'm all charcoal feelings.
But ... will you love me if I do not burn
and do not kiss with a fiery embrace?
Will I be in your veins the joy,
if the palms love you not?
And every little smiley smile
did not illuminate the most loved places?
I know! I will remain the disobedient woman,
even in a memory to ever become.
But ... you love me! Nothing to hurt.
To have a sip of living love!
Goodbye and Kisses ...