Your eyes are like the infinite night,
i get lost in those eyes that are of the abyss of chocolate

Your voice speaks like constellations
always searching of you,
getting lost in the beauty of you.

Your whole existence makes me crave of you,
if i'm the magnet you'd be my only pole

You entirely
are mine as to how the stars belong to the night sky,
are as to how the night shades over the lonely ones,
are as to how the planets are lined one another.