A lover
I want a
lover who’s not afraid to play with fire
and not ashamed to cry when he gets
burned
I want a
lover who will hug me, when I hate everything
and hold me tight when I just
want to run away,
but doesn’t touch me, when I don’t want him to.
I want a
lover who will kiss me, even though bad words came out of my mouth
and who will
say even worse words to me back, when my lips touch his body.
I want a
lover who spills his heart and cleans up afterwards,
someone who’d swim through
the sea for me
and cries a river if I’ll ever leave him,
I want a
lover who knows his fate and but questions his destiny,
someone who reads my words,
but write’s his own life
I want a
lover who is not afraid of trouble or hard times,
but who appreciates stay-at-home-days
and pizza in bed.
I want a
lover who is not embarrassed to kiss a guy
but admits that the only person he wants
to kiss is me.
I want a
lover who knows how to survive, but wouldn’t do it at all costs,
someone who
knows what he wants and how to get it, but is still open for everything
I want a
lover who is everything at once when I’m a blank page
and who’s nothing at all,
when I’m an exploding firework.
I want a
lover who’s not afraid of me
but knows that I don’t need protection,
who’s
secretly a bit scared of what I’ll come
up with next time
and who knows deep in his heart, that I sometimes need someone
to take care of me.
I want a
lover who knows where to touch me lightly and when to be rough,
a man who
speaks his mind whenever he feels like it,
who’s so comfortable around me, that
we can have farting competitions
and who’s not gonna be angry, when I win.
I want a
lover who goes straight to hell with me once we died,
because living with him
was heaven on earth
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