Besame
Scratching
Clawing
Burning
Abrazame mas
Nuestro destino es quemar
Un abrazo que abrasa
Freedom is damned, demanded
Slowly, creeping bloodied embers ignite the frayed hem of my circling skirt. Twirls of burning suns wind and pull at my intercoastal waterways
Spun in an eddy of confusion, a strong current drags me
Down deep
Sin embargo, todavía respiro
Inhalar amor, exhalar lujuria