lovely

Again, I woke up in my mind with you and your petite face,

having the stench of a defendant with some uncertain sense.

Again, with your pensive eyes, you gaze at me and manage,

the whispers from your paradise as me to be transformed.

Again, you've sniffed me and put me right to sleep, invoking

what I wanna hear, me to be yours, profoundly and attentive.

Simply like that, again, I am under your spell, an amateur,

an incident, a song in all and any, or saboteur of a free soul.

Again, so innocent, you morphed slightly in my thoughts,

a symbiote who dips in me... perturbing (all my dreams...),

(my judgment and my feelings), (desire… sex… and love...).