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Rosa Roja
I'd trade the whole night just to sit with you,
Pull the sky closer around your chest,
Write your name on the edge of a heartbeat
And hum it again and again.
If love had a rhythm, maybe it’d sound like this...
That quiet pause between breaths,
Air that smells like summer breeze and sunscreen,
And longing settles gently into ease.
So let me keep you like this, somehow...
In half-finished songs and passing light,
Like a rosa roja from an old Spanish tune,
Still playing softly even after we go.
