My lover

Dear Robert,

You make my blind eye see shades and pieces of light

In the darkest days of my life

Colors fade up in contrast

I can get use to this life style

And intersect time

Days are short

When I wake up late

To get closer even so

To see you every Friday night

All weekend long

The best times

Of my week

If only they were longer

I make them so

By waking up early

To drink your coffee

With Irish cream

To cure my hang over

And to feel your kiss

And something so much more

Awaits

As we are up to our third cup

Things get closer, kisses, and strokes

The best thing ever

Come from you

It's not hard to believe

For me anymore

While you you whisper in my ear

Sweet loving things

That make blush

You are a special kind of someone

Who deserves the world around

To be beautious

Every day, and every moment

You have a smile

Which people love

And I will take care of you

For everyone

The night was over

The night was over

It was a great night

And when it was over I was sad

But there is another night to come

In short distant time

I hold my breath

And count the days, the hours

The minutes, the seconds

For fantastic

Explosions

The heart can barely understand

And in this present second

Yes anxiety

For the counting

Is over exhausting