Querida

If that’s my crime, pass the sentence to come, drink some sweet wine, won’t get bitter, in what gasses for love, I can’t alter this, forget broken lines, that sing in my blood, someone's other life, you tried to make slip, all there's to discover, lost in your grip, entwined, my silence is the rub, take note of the time, no more tricks, on a face that I scrub, laugh at such a fix, hear the bells chime, won't be misunderstood, now that I’m flying, don't need your touch.