I wish that every mile between us turn into touch of hands
and the difference between the clouds
that in my sky and in your sky stand
became kisses in the sand
I want one sex night
to forget that you’re irreplaceable in a way
that I will never understand
I need just one day
without fight with life
claiming that you could be my man
I wonder how your flavor looks like
how is your love type
I wonder if you bite
all the things I would discover in one single sex night
I pass a lot of time wondering, I might say
however, I am here
and you are faraway
without the chance of one night
I am leaved with the wonder
and the write