12.08.20                                    

                                     I adore watching you
                                   play with petals sinful.
                     On misty evenings during sunshine storms –
                                            you make me weak
                                   watching wandering fingers
                                          roaming depths unknown.
                            Arousal upon dancing
                            to timid moans.
                                       Tracing the lines
                                       along the map
                                                       of delicate skin
                                                  beneath your slender waist.
                                      The solo show!
                                                           ­ Performed for one;
                                              love fountains
                                                       ­  erupt.

how does it feel
trying to connect
to be open
and vulnerable
to quickly regret everything new
and everything you've become
after losing yourself

Stay with me
I'm gonna write you a song
A song you can spin on repeat
Whenever you are alone
A song made of memories
That can be framed on your wall
A song that will keep you calm
Whenever things are going wrong
A song that will keep your spirit up
Whenever you descend to fall 
A song that will feel like I'm there
Even if I'm gone
A song that will put a smile on your face
Even if it's for a second or so
Stay with me
I'm gonna write you a song

There is something about her,
It isn't easy to state.
She is a stranger to me,
Only once have we met.
Yet so familiar,
Like sunrise-sunset.
I wish to write it down,
But I'm no poet.

Her desire was love
but she found a land of ice.
In her duty to melt it
she ended up frozen alive.