The flow of my heart starts to blow,
When you smile and laugh at my silly jokes.

Granting my unnecessary pause,
Though you don’t have that rosy cheeks that others own;

It suits you,
That perfectly tone.

Thoughts of you rips my sane mind,
Upon my late glum night.

For hundreds of visions and revisions will do,
To remember only one bliss kiss from you.

This uncontrollable thirst will end leading me out of this endless blue.