A Sketch
I love you madly with all my butterfly being. Just the thought that you are there sends shivers through me, and like a bloodthirsty vampire, it swallows me whole into that fleeting world of yours...
The stolen glances, like gold, shine so brightly that our eyes unconsciously break apart. I don’t know if the same thing happens to you, but your smile, frightened by shyness, seems to confirm it and tells me to try... to keep trying, not to stop... then your hands look... so strong and so fragile at the same time. Give them to me!!! I will guard them like the light of my eyes. I swear to you I will never stop caressing them, they will never be lonely!!! They will weave fiery verses for me... they would paint world masterpieces for me. Give me your eyes too!!! That way you won’t be able to scorch me, and I will be able to gaze at you without hiding, and like a serum they will feed my body with life, they will fight the pain, they will dry the tears and drive away the sobbing,
Give me your lips!!! NO, better yet, give me your mouth, that way I will force you to say words to me that will be a melody to my ear, you will smile at me whenever I want, you will kiss me whenever... you will sing serenades for me. Give me your legs!!! That way you will come to me whenever I need you, you will dance only with me until dawn, you will run to me if you accidentally hurt me...
Give me your conscious mind!!! That way it will work for me... only for me, I will be the center of the universe...
Give me your subconscious too!!! It will make everything seem real, not controlled by my female ego... The end of the deal???
GIVE ME YOUR HEART, BOY... and all of this will flow naturally!!!
p.s. ...I would do it for you, because I gave you my heart the very first moment I saw you...
