Your skin as smooth as petal, pink, close to pale,
A body, slender as ever, just waiting for me to take,
Along with mystery, flaws, the thorns that you claim,
I’ll embrace them all like the sea embraces the rain,
Because if one ought to pluck you from the garden,
Then one must remain undaunted, whatever it takes.
Even after what you’ve said, the flaws and your mishaps,
None of that would ever bother me, I am here all throughout,
Because I am with the most wonderful flower on earth,
And now I crave to kiss your lips and hold you by your waist,
Let go myself, and be intoxicated by your sight,
Tug my body into yours, tight, while whispering you good night.
For Atty.