Sparkatale

 

Cue—of our time, you are; but, mine

Words, you reveals, occur in my mind

I'm pervert—you obey my tease

By then, you've been looking for me

 

My not set heart; yet, you are bold

Jealous with others, I'll have you

Unsure, afraid, it's our secret

By then, we have secretly met

 

 

I've wondered—you know my weakness?

Why are you wearing eyeglasses?

Your hair—are you tired cutting it?

Your fragrance, I'll never forget

 

 

Our gifts, we have been holding hands

Those days, the choirs have been singing

We stroll at the park, sightseeing

In bench, clinging arms, we're chatting

 

 

Oh lovely, again on this year

You dance, for me, with my request

Your hands run on your face and breast

You sit—lean your back at my chest

 

Warm of your skin that I embrace

I taste your cheek, I'm wanting more

Your eyes gaze down, showing afraid

I let our lips communicate

 

How clingy are they, cuddling

as we have been doing the same

What could become on us, you ask

Heaven knows, hereafter, I say

 

You lie at my arms while you smile

As our hearts speak still each other

My mind thinks like a breadwinner

Prideful, don't care—others could say

 

Chatting as we recall our past

In tears, angry, and we both laugh

You ask me—my first love; you're not

But you're important than my crush

 

Under this blanket, you hug me

I'm tasting your neck once again

We extend—forget everything

with this spectacle of our lives

 

 

The wonderful plain that I see

My itching hand wants to portray

With this journey, I have a dream,

the adult—immature again

 

 

Talent isn't what I pursue

Gadgets are for pass time only

Fame, I haven't give important

But praising beauty is I am

 

 

We're in tears, could we agree?

Different principles won't joint

I have thought, you like, all of me

Now we think allover again

 

 

Annoying as you could have been;

yet, settled down if I embrace

You murmur yet can't get angry

Typically, I'm in patience

 

 

My new request that you obey

I'm portraying your nude body

With this tempting activity

results to this pervertedness

 

 

How deep your gaze could be, you say,

I have a dream, can you agree?

Awkward yet we're both speechless

Our heavy shoulders embrace

 

 

The day has come; that, we'll decide

How nudely you come and hug me

With this temptation, you success

So relaxing, hands link again

 

Let's cool off, I say, and we cry

Thanks for everything, you agree

We hug tightly marking our hearts,

embracing this last time, we cry

 

 

It's for the better, we chorus

We're still young, we chorus and smile

Maybe, not this time; but, later

Into this paragraph, we part