At first I thought
I had nothing at all
For my life has been
As dull as a wilted flower
...
Slowly,
I can feel your lips on me
Slowly,
I can hear you whisper my name
...
I can never be as graceful as a dolphin.
No, I can never ever be.
...
Pathetic as it seems
But my senses are well delighted
with your dangerous presence.
Playing with fire
...
I have longed been confined
To my own room of fantasies
Groping for something,
Maybe answers or justifications
...
How I wish
For the perfect moment
To commence
As I sit down here
...