Coming back from work I was exhausted.
A tiring day and an awful routine in the office.
Looking down from the balcony, he called.
As he came to me in silence.
I opened the door, he took my hand.
For a date, he took me to a place where our desires combined.
A gentle kiss in his cheek, as he drove in.
As he was talking I kept staring.
Thinking of this dreamiest night.
Holding my hand, I kept a sight.
Admiring his exuberance.
In a tourment of romance.
In this night of alternance.
He whispered: "you are my magnificence"
Unable to move, I smiled.
Couldn't put my feelings into words.
Tonight, he caught me out of guards.
Tonight, my emotions have reached
He was a poet and I was his poem.
I was the writer he was my novel.
Through the desires he was the emblem.
Figure of peace and an angel.
In the fanciest hotel of the town I was humble
In his lushness, I grumble.
The stimulating lusts, I couldn't resist.
Manipulated by the passion, I couldn't handle it.
Enjoying the moment,after a long slow stare.
Making me escape this routine of slavery.
My intellectual prince and my unique star.
Just the two of us, the end of my misery.
