Gently press your lips against mine,
Someday I'd love to taste your wine.
Hidden garden,
Blooming flowers in May,
Only your fruits I solely crave.

"Unlaced yourself" my art revealed,
I know I'd be in pain but afterward, I'd heal.
Insert your piece to complete me.
And as I gasp for air; whisper in my ear
All the things I'd love to hear.

Cold breeze and curled toes,
Your soft hand grips my throat.
Pull my hair and rip my clothes; till my eyes rolled and
I knew then you'd touched my soul.
Broken bed, not my tiny heart.
Be forever and always, never apart.