Addicted to your tenderness

You tell me that I have you.
All day addicted to your mobile,
waiting like a dream
a message with my name.

You tell me that your thirst
is quenched in my poetry,
and you're going to die
if one day ends.

You tell me, for me
they are like water in the desert,
they make my heart
accelerate, for moments.

And I tell you, that I am
addicted to your tenderness,
you make my heart
be accelerated and consumed.

If you do not get yours
a little of heat,
by charity, I beg you
a place in your heart.

And you are so special
it's very simple to love you,
addicted to your tenderness
I will be until death.

So do not be afraid,
that I stopped loving you,
because I'm in love
of your way of being.

And I dream about that day
that I hold you in my arms,
you fill me with tenderness
with many kisses and hugs.

Make me sigh
and make it an adventure,
to live always with you
addicted to your tenderness.