Smooth as the rain

The Nesecity of being afraid is no longer required.
I'll try to make this rhyme.
When your heart is dry, when your heart has Died.
In grief you lay, in grief you die.
But I hold your hands fragile as twigs, smooth as the rain.
I kiss your neck, and tell you that I love you.
Make me die, make me die.
Your face is pretty and you kiss my face.
Make me die oh make me die.
In my artificial drug influenced apartment
Make me die, you die as I die.
I love you love, I lay next to you
I'm happy, I could cry.
In the middle of the unexpected.

Besame Mucho

I miss your touch,
I miss your breath,
I miss waking up beside you,
And telling you how much I love you.
I miss your lips, I miss your breast.
I miss your smile I miss your face.
I miss your hippie shit.
I also miss making breakfast for you.
I miss loving you.
Well that will never stop and it haunts me.
I miss making love to you.
I miss loving you.
I miss you you were my muse and my reason to live.
I miss dancing with you in the streets of Mexico city. I miss your warmth.
I miss loving you.
Besame, besame Mucho Love