I want to hear his voice , it is in my head.
I imagine its softeness, make up its sound.
I am not lonely now , he is my Muse.
I can not reach him, but feel he's near.
I've not tasted his lips , his body's a dream.
I will leave this planet not having biten his flesh.
If I could I'd accept this mortal sin
I'd embrace him passionatly , will give a hot kiss.
I don't want to be sobber, I'd better be drunk
I'd better sleep very late , till noon.
So wish to wake up in a fairy tale.
lying satisfied, with agony - gone.