I will be thinking of him biting cherry
not of his face or his body
I will not imagine our kisses
but will remember my ups and downs.
I was crazily in love like a silly
I disrespected myself with hot vows
was asking God to grant me his passion
now ...my former desires are tasteless.
I savour ripe fruit , it is juicy
I enjoy my life - every moment
I no more give hints, I speak freely
just despise my heart's weakness.