The red strawberries you picked
And the beautiful camel that adorns the pack1
And the cup you filled with liquid as well
And the sharp teeth of that fork
The air that, late, brought cold inside
And the dirty napkin that you smashed too much
The sound of your laughter that filled up the room
And the water that left your face wet
They all know why
I love your lips
They wash mine
And go silent in a kiss
I invite you
Only the strawberries that were hidden
And a couple of camels that are actually dromedaries
The few cups that still remain empty
And the ripe peaches that haven't been peeled
The air that didn't come in when I closed the window
And the towel that remained over the blanket, neat
The words that my ears didn't listen
And the heat that didn't sweat on your untouched body
They don't know how
I love your lips
They wash mine
They go silent in a welcome kiss
Only the strawberries that were hidden
And a couple of camels that are actually dromedaries
The few cups that still remain empty
And the ripe peaches that haven't been peeled
The air that, late, brought cold inside
And the dirty napkin that you smashed too much
The sound of your laughter that filled up the room
And the water that left your face wet
They all know why
I love your lips
They wash mine
And go silent in a kiss
They all know why
They all know why
They all know why
They all know why
They all know why
They all know why
They all know why
They all know why
They all know why
They all know why
They all know why
They all know, they all know
1. Reference to the Camel brand of cigarettes, which has a camel in its pack