But don’t kneel, yes, please don’t kneel,
Stand confidently and be fully transparent
Where I can go? I’m still sleeping here,
I need a sweet call I’ll be creeping there
Touch me I’m there where only I can reach
No more opaque, your skin and your bones,
The miracle, the melody of your sweet tones
Not too cold it’s a warm sunny beach
Salty a little, sweeter words can do the best
I’m waiting; your pink lips are again at a test.
Shade of a natural color, yes, lipstick is it
May help a lot after you utter those words
Can tie us again with the unseen cords
‘I am sorry.’ A candle of words is to be lit.
The strife will end with a long sweet kiss
Sweetheart! It’s not heart, it’s sweet I miss!