I want you to be there ...
And wrapped up tenderly kisses ...
Burned breath ...
I want to be with you in one piece ... forever ... infinitely ...
Only then did life become a fairy tale ... and there will be a succession of dull monotonous everyday life ...
I want you to kiss my eyes wet with tears ... and call me your baby ...
But this is only the cry of the soul, which is soluble in the silent stillness of the night ...
I want to in the mornings you wake me up a gentle kiss on the neck ...
But obviously I want the impossible ...