Matemática de la carne

We went to make love
And it seems like we came back from war
I felt like an astronaut when you opened the door for me
Lost in your freckles saying goodbye to the earth
Erasing the breadcrumb trail on the doormat
So no one follows the path that your legs hint at
When you walk point to point forming a line
A straight line between my curves and your indirect hints, with precision
The minutes flew by with you close
Hidden and playing silently together in that trick or dare
With the language of hands
Reading in braille every groove of skin
But also your lips
We lived without schedules, far from calendars
Verses of passion and not of anniversary
Everything I didn't tell you, I did
Scars that I still remember, dreams
When we woke up neighborhoods

My most heartfelt kiss me, kiss me, have breakfast with me
Help me make the bed
I would eat you with verses but I would swallow my words
That's why it's better to leave us speechless
I lost the sense of love but not of sarcasm
So I'll make you laugh until reaching orgasm
I've seen lovers with sleepy eyes
But there are no better toasts than the ones your eyelashes make

You're on my list of fulfilled dreams
And in that of shared sins
Let's break the sound barrier together
When the moan devours the noise and
Let's do all the misdeeds together
The diet of cannibals
I'm one who always believed in signs
That's why hit me, bite me, leave me with bruises

(Oh oh, oh oh, oh)
My most heartfelt kiss me, kiss me, have breakfast with me
Help me make the bed
I would eat you with verses but I would swallow my words
That's why it's better to leave us speechless
I lost the sense of love but not of sarcasm
So I'll make you laugh until reaching orgasm
I've seen hunger and desire come together
But there's no better skyline than seeing you lying down

(Oh, oh)
Kiss me, kiss me
Have breakfast with me