Dear sweetie, come and play,
With warm embrace, a fierce possession,
In our body-space, and let us know
The world is not full of technical web.
We are all real in pleasure of body
That we can sacrifice for our unknowing
Openness that we want to live with pulse
In our lips and mingle with skin.
Dear sweetie, life is short,
And be hurry to come to me
For an hour, at least to embrace love,
That I need to feel and share.
To know the measures of love,
We are all time clouded, darling,
We both want to have an expensive kissing
To know our love and liberation.
