About the only man I Love

About the only man I love, I still don´t know a lot
I’m still fearful to cave deeper because
Makes me find better versions of him every time

About that lover there´s not much to say,
Only he is a whole universe apart
He doesn’t laugh deep loud; he won’t stay awake till sunrise
He isn’t a card player, he doesn’t play guitar
All I’ve asked to the stars, he’s far away from reaching

But still he’s the one
Who can be the breath of life to me
Not my daydream, not my ideal, he doesn’t even fit
He’d be not an impromptu poet,
He won’t ever perform in streets
If I told him to draw the walls with fairies and butterflies,
He would rather paint ’em white

Everything he counts on is an amazing sensitivity for life
A sweet warm heart meant to love all over
And that heart, that heart is not mine
A lullaby story, not whispered in my ears every night
Those amazing lips that won’t rest between my hands
The only thing left for me is his friendliest hand

About the only one I love
I would only ask to be his precious star
I only know he turns me, he paces my steps,
And he complements me in such ways,
Like no one ever does
Not even maniacs or painters. Not even my true lover’s heart
He reaches as high and deep into me as no one has ever before
My true and only friend
My truth, the man I love

Escrito por: Cyn