Three Little Birds
I have three little birds
in my terrace.
They not want to go.
They do not want to leave me alone.
Kiss, sing all the day
about the fire on your lips
and how you put them on my skin.
Caresses, sing every time,
about your arms around me
like the sea's foam around my body
when I swim in the beach.
Words, intones a new song each morning
with the same phrases
that you tell me at heard.
With those that you make me feel yours.
I have three little birds
in my terrace.
They not want to go.
They do not want to leave me alone.
Copyright © Jessenia Navedo Santos | Year Posted 2005
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