Con Vos Y Con Nadie Mas
Your wonder words, they choke my throat
You make me spit glitter, crystals and gold
Flowers grow under and over my bed
An eternal crown placed over my head
I found religion
In kisses instead.
Blue light and moonlight spilled over our chests
Since then we've kissed under every color the sunlight reflects
And your fingers are decaffeinated chai tea
Soothing my heart, in peace I sleep.
You open the door to my closet
And dance with the skeletons to Spanish lullabies
And a nonbeliever
Just might believe their eyes.
- Con vos y con nadie mas (With You and with Nobody Else)
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