if you don't want me to see me in your eyes again

in your eyes flavor of heaven, tell me

a man said when approaching a beautiful girl

she pretended seriousness by joining her lips

is that every time I think of you I go crazy

well yes, I’m in love with you

the man said watching her

she remained static like the roses

at the touch of its petals

are your eyes, the culprits of my craving

and if you want not to see me

if you want not to repeat what was left written in our bodies

said that man that when he turned around

his seriousness appeared

as if the breeze had been, the breasts

of the beautiful woman became bigger

when a word came from her lips

her light hair, flew with the wind

carrying the message

I like you, she said and her eyes shone

they shone like the moon.