Soft like you say to me.

I’m just sitting here in the corner of my bed
I’m sick actually, the worst of me
writing this for you
as if I was touching the notes of a piano song.

Trying to say to you
Every time: your name
In the morning, at my coffee, inside of the shower,
when I took the train,
when I walk around Eixample,
every time
You inside of my imagination.

Living that road trip in the Europe east
And you say ever time things about how you are
I love how you don’t realize
that ever time is you, darling
Inside of my imagination.

You can fuck everyone in the world, don’t care

Your beautiful soul open to me

is more addictive that the heaven

between your legs

And again and again

Between the sunrise and sunset,

Every time 

You inside in my imagination