1. You and I - From A to Z - H
H: Like to habituate you
To thinking about me
As your real chosen one
If you still do not see ‘t.
Seems I hallucinate,
Near you is paradise.
There’s nothing that I want
When look into your eyes.
I never hesitate
In kissing your sweet lips,
And never hibernate,
My hands being on your hips.
Your touch horripilates
And turns me inside out,
Your hyperventilate me
When kissing — there’s no doubt.
1994 – 15.07.98
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