In Rhapsody with you: An Accumulation of Thoughts (Part one)
Touching you lightly
hold my hand, darling
with you, there's a better me
you're perfect the way you are
Your smile making light brighter
your voice makes sound sweeter
your hands make touch warmer
as I look at them looking at you
I say, "That's my sweet boy."
The excitment of calling you mine
smiling and dancing to be yours
swearing love is forever, proving it one day at a time
remebering our first kiss under the neon painted roof
remebering our confusion and the way my heart melted
life holds me tight, but you hold me tighter
As you hold me tight I beg for this never to end
don't let me go, don't let me down
be my light, be my dark
be my dull, be my spark
be my soul, be my heart
be my world, and be mine
You are my happiness
you are my joy
you are my first thought in the morning
you are my dreams at night
you are my peaceful wave in a wild, unforgiving sea
your heartbreak is my melody as I sing
I do not wish to burden you with continuos writing
I do not dare to announce your identity
I do not consider making you unknown
Private, but not secret it what I shall call this
until you reveal yourself, mi cielito lindo