In a room that smelled of lemon and cigarettes,
he wraps his arms around my waist, and we dance.
The heart always remembers what the mind forgets;
my heart fell from my chest to my feet in a glance.
His eyes bore into mine, to the depths of my soul;
I feel how I do when I watch the setting sun
I inhale his scent and I just desire his all —
the smell of an innocent child, how could I run?
My hands on his neck, I pull him closer to me,
and his body matches mine in every angle
His lips form a smile and I see eternity;
Could I ever let go of this fallen angel?
How he is in my eyes, words can’t simply suffice.
He is mine — my forever more, my only pure bliss.