as cynical as I am, my love,
my heart is but a girl's
your easy smile and your soft voice
makes something inside me unfurl
like the petals of a rosebud eager to bloom
and ****** you with its sweet perfume
i hate to admit it
but i know im quite vapid
[if you're kind to me]
then i'll fall rapid[ly]
gambling my heart like
i've nothing to lose
i pour out prose
for an unwitting muse

O Witty boy, my Odysseus
I've never known a love like this
I know, I know, you're not my man
But I'll take your love however I can