It Is Strong And It Grows Stronger Poem by Saniya Galeyeva

It is strong and it grows stronger,
It`s forever, even longer...
I`m on tip-toes at a border,
I am fire, I am burning.

I`m a nymph and I`m a virgin,
I`m a birdie, singing, perching,
I am what all men are searching
But it`s when you touch me only.

Full of passion, full of care -
Is your kiss, and I`m aware
That I can no longer wear,
Bear locks above my prayer.

And the buttons, strings and zippers -
Those my stubborn, balky keepers -
Will be conquered by your kisses,
Thrown away into Abysses.

There will wake up mighty Titans
Blasting the world into items.
Like two fighters or wild dancers,
We'll bind our legs in patterns.

It is evident though secret,
It is sparkling, shining, vivid,
It is neither trite nor wicked...
I do love you. Do you feel it?