What should the first words be,
As my lips meet your impatient look ?
And what should my questions seek,
As they crush your lovely ear ?
I’ve been gliding through earth, I dived,
Naked and anxious to live the truth,
But no living soul answered my heart,
My love for you was endangered ,
Tell me, how should they look like ,
The first words that shall spike your heart ,
Should they invite you to diner,
Should they be lover’s, vain or foolish?
I’ve crossed horizons of colours, bluished,
Inhabited a hundred skies, but —
No cruelty haunted me like
You silence hooked on my naked lips
Tell my lover, what should I say,
Should I narrate you some hearsay?
Should I my love utter three words
The same lovers get eager to sing ?
As my lips meet the real you
Should I, lover, say I love you ?