I need a wooden bow and arrows...
I would protect you bravely,
never hiding in the narrows...
A pair of thin-soled sandals
and ripped jeans
A leather belt -
To show what my rebellion means...
I need a voice...
quiet and precise -
I'd sing you tender lullabies...
At night you'll know the taste of my delight,
You'll see the naked moon without shadows
You'll savour it till afternoon without any measures, but with much pleasure
and much pride.
I need a hunger...
teasing and so soft -
satin and velvets, summer wine with petals...So oft
I've recreated the mosaic of my world
I've read the hidden ornaments of life
In passionate and accurate sincere rhyme...
The rhyme of my love...
I need a town -
Calm, dark, ancient, with the brown roofs
I need a house that you choose,
A piano and sheet music, and a door
to leave my fears behind...
Make tea and whisper in an undertone...
Be mine, be yours, be mine...
Your snow-white shirts, my dressing gown
I need a wooden bow and arrows... Tenacious thoughts and a strong body
Feminine? Boyish? Maybe none?
I need a lot with You,
Nobody else, but You...
