Don t call me as a friend

I`m begging u: don`t call me as a friend,
I need much more than friendship since we`ve met,
I wanna sipping u like seasoned wine whole night stand,
What can u say if seeing u already makes me sweat?

How can I be your friend if can`t stop cherishing the moments,
We spent together day by day?
I count each minute without u in painful torment
And dream to share all joys and sorrows on your way.

Forgive for words and nights of dreaming,
For vain efforts to pretend,
Forgive my tears and future summer evening
When I will leave inlaying names of us with seashells on the sand.

U`ll never guess how much your smile means to me,
U`ll never kiss away my tears at crack of dawn,
U`ll never bring for bedroom breakfast cup of jasmine tea
And never know that loving heart has turned into a callous stone.

Don`t call me as a friend when thoughts of u give so much pain,
When sparrow warbles bring no joy,
When teardrops on a window cast a gloom on me in pouring rain,
And when I mercilessly restrain myself from screaming out: I LOVE U, BOY!

I chase the shadow of your hasty living,
I slacken pace when suddenly u quicken yours,
Still can`t u guess that u`re the only basic meaning?
I really don`t need a fairy-tale prince on snow-white horse.

Don`t even dare to show your sympathy for me,
Don`t call me as a friend when starry night envelops us,
When I`m with u I close my eyes and count to thirty-three
Scarcely trying to suppress my unquenchable tenacious lust.

I don`t even dream u can be mine,
I gather love by smallest grains of the sand,
I`m sipping friendship like delicious seasoned wine
But still I`m begging u: don`t call me as a friend…


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