I'm your woman, I'm your hunger, your flood
Of sweet tears, I'm actually in every drop of your blood
In your fears. I'm your shade and your shame.
Every time I am different and yet I'm the same -
Yours - poor you, only you are to blame
For my errors. All the excuses are lame.
You're my Eros. My constant energy drain.
My nervous system, my painful muscular strain...
I'm no damn Venus. Just a sweet nothing, a nil.
But I'm your goddess, your genius, your grain of truth
and the will
To live, to feel, to forgive.
I am your whole everything. What do you have up your sleeve?
Whoever is your obsession, I'm your soothing relief.
You're someone else's possession, but I'm a most loyal thief.
Let me come closer... Who is whose goal to achieve?