how deep are we?
Cause daily I can feel your flesh,
like a swift rubber-band stretched
which leaves me beautifully unrest
and magically blessed.
how deep is it?
you tell me that I am all to you
everything that seems true
you want to hold me down
keep me on foot tied to the sumptuous ground.
how deep it feels?
obsessively I crave your destiny, my well being
capturing me in a world of roses
but wearisome of its shortcomings.
how deep I breathe at the thought of you
how deep I go
when you came in suddenly, switching the flow.
This is how deeply you love me
This is how much my feeble heart gleams for you.