Who would have known that a boy like him,
Would have entered me lightly, restoring my blisses.
Who would have known, that a boy like him,
After sharing my core, would stay going nowhere.
Who would have known, a beauty this immense,
Who would have known, a saintly trance,
Who would have known, miraculous breath,
To inhale a beard, loaded with courage.
Who would have known that a boy like him,
Possessed of magical sensitivity.
Who would approach a girl like me,
Who caresses cradles his head in her bosom.
He slides inside, Half awake, half asleep,
We faint back, Into sleep hood.
When I wake up, The second time,
In his arms, Gorgeousness.
He's still inside me.
A train of pearls cabin by cabin,
Is shot precisely across an ocean,
From a mouth of a girl like me,
To a boy.