You ask me what?
What kind of love doesn't beat in my tired up heart?
That suspended feeling flooding through my sacred blood.
The sensation of happiness, desire and lust
crawls through my little tender soul.
You ask me when?
When haven't i dreamed of such flawless person like you?
I have lied beside mannish boys and effeminate girls,
but I have never had this revelation of this open dream.
The dream i had never thought would ever come true.
You ask me where?
Where does my heart belong to?
Yes that is one hell of a good questing.
Just listen and you will hear my delicate sweetish heart's rhythm
beating behind your chest of weaved flesh, limed bones and air-filled lungs
You ask me who?
Who could ever compete with your loving caring heart.
The one risqué heart you have giving to me?
That heart i would be a guardian for,
and keep safe with my life at stake?
You ask me why?
Why would i risk my own meaningless life for you?
My brief life, which would be without meaning if it wasn't for you?
You who have been the angel, who brought the lifesaving light
to my shattered dreams and hopes and to my mortal crippled heart.
You ask me How?
I don't know how, but you are the pure essence of you
Nothing more, nothing less.
And i do not desire more than you,
'cause you are the only thing who can satiate my starving inner beast.
You ask me which?
Which person doesn't have a hungry creature in our darkest corner of our soul?
The one who only can be tamed by pure love and goodness.
If you ask me, i would give every kinds of promise,
the final questing is, which promise do you want me to praise?