I am willing to love a pencil every day
let me ink on your white figure,
because my ink has no lie on your resume
and it is not a leaf without written words.
I’m not afraid fanciest, much less outside
I’m just looking for a pat meat
and changes of meat if the touch switch
and changes if the caress is silent.
I do not care if I spend fanciest with you
and to love you, I give my most beautiful lyrics.
I do not care fanciest, which really hurts me
is feeling, in ink, sterile wrap.
You are the sheet that understands the words I write
and not an empty body that lets put.
I am willing to love a pencil every day
to take my life to live in you.