ABSENCE OF YESES

A nothing says something. Everything says yes. I seek your yes. Why not?
I want more than something. Who knows, maybe your yes!?... Why not?

Perhaps when you understand that I am your love, I will have your yes.
Love that you keep hidden even from yourself. I will have your yes.

On the path I tread to the mouth of your body, seeking your yes. I want you!
It is empty of yeses and full of nos. I want your yes. Yes. I want you!

I fall silent and continue. The "no" doesn't matter. I want your yes, baby.
What matters is to tread towards your yes. Dear lady girl, your yes, baby.

To move forward. Because if one day I stop treading, I will far away from you.
I will be despair. I tread among your nos to one day reach your yes. The yes from you.

I want to dock at your yes. The safe harbor, having from your lips your yes.
I saw the most beautiful woman of my entire life. Since then, I want a yes.

And I didn't even touch her, I only admired her. And dreamed of her yes.
And I will admire her all my life. Day after day wanting to have her yes.

Why, in hell, do they make something so unattainable?... So untouchable?...
These women are intimidating, made for other beings. For me untouchable.
The little ones like me are to receive her nos. I’m insignificant, She’s untouchable.

Perhaps I wish I had never seen her. I wouldn't be out there living daydreams
and frivolous, unusual, and vulgar dreams about the inaccessible. Just dreams.
She seems to be unreal and abstract. Things for just to have at dreams.

Not even the fuel in my truck would allow me to make so many trips.
Decidedly, it's too much sand for this insignificant little truck. What a trip!
Oh Lord, what a trip! Dear Lord, what a trip. No yes, what a trip! What a trip!

It's difficult to get her yes. My days were full of no's. Not a single yes.
It's difficult to get her yes. My days were full of no's. Not a single yes.
It's difficult to get her yes. My days are still full of no's. Not a single yes.