I am pondering on you

we are in bed in your dark bedroom.

That's the thing I like to do

cause I just can't stop loving you.

 

Your fragrant smell makes me feel safe.

Your voice calms me down for days.

Your warm body keeps me close.

You are my best ever-heard noise.

 

But in this dark, secretive night

a hunch is running through my mind.

How long friendship like this can last,

when one of friends hears growing grass? 

 

When you move your hand away,

I would complain, request it stay,

but I remind I'm not the one

you want to hug all night for fun.

 

Maybe I am just pathetic

and for you too unesthetic,

too much imperfect, too less hot

my foolish love is not on spot!