I wanna be loved by you, nobody else, just you.
I wanna inspire you being everyday kinda new.
I wanna dispel your mood that is so damn blue.
I wanna be there for you to kiss away your mad flu.
You?
You wanna to sit on a sew sipping brew.
You enjoy now so much drunk-smoked slut over you.
Like a prick for tattoo you like cutting me through.
But before you befuddled me. That’s not true.
It’s hard to undo your cockeyed point of view.
I tried many times to catch fish like sea mew.
But second-rate fish not for me. Pas de deux.
Your dance now is over. It’s not deja vu.
Now it’s true.
I wanna be loved by you?
No, Gosh. By anyone else, not you.
I drowned my “wanna”. Thank you.
my wanna
© Copyright: Довженко Елена, 2012
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