I wish i could hate you, then why can't I ?
And curse the hell out of you, to keep you from coming
Next to me,
So i can see the passion in your eyes still.
Leave me alone.
Leave me to my fragile peace.
When all i want is jumping into your warm embrace,
When friendship is enhanced,
How can you expect me to behave ?
How would I settle for less ?
© CÉNA Claude-Étienne Armingaud 2002