To be with you
To stand, sit, lay
With you I should have prayed
To get all that one wants
Though never to receive what she needs
It is more than funny to see
We know It all happens for some reason
I giggle alone
Accompanied by a thought of you
No one knows my secret
My deep secret
At its brightest
You are the taste that I crave
Lustful it seems as you read the words
But loving deems fit a word
To know that one day
It will be real again
I hope that we meet again