Delicate

Delicate, beautiful... a woman, a human

Flesh, blood and bones

a pair of lips, bright brown eyes

hidden beneath a man's disguise

a woman thrives to live

Nancy is a flower, the only human on my mind every hour

she is              you are           you are

my dream, a romance at its first steps

No one would know     No one could compare

to such an unspoken love that's stronger than its course

Feelings remain consealed and only revealed when under the influence of the bitch

Sweet Red herself... waiting to be tamed y her consumers before the energy

from our aching hearts are drained

waking up from a night of contradiction

mixing opposite chemicals and diving in

self contained, only waiting     waiting