recollections

recollections

self-centered, impatient and always running late,
you kept me close to you: accepted, forgave, understood.
we weren't afraid to try, experiment, explore.
our storyline is unconventional,
we left our baggage at home and lived in the moment.
started off cool, our passion hidden behind facades of platonic exchanges.
every night, i was like your soulmate,
cherished, adored - the way i like it.
always patient to listen to me, chase after buses with me.
you're not intimidated by my straightforwardness.
you thrive on my willingness to experience everything.
you complement my style, no clashing.
our harmony is so rare, so special.
whether we know it or not, we're building layers.
we're piling on a very strange feeling.
hate, the way you make me smile when i'm frustrated.
hate, the way you long to be held.
hate, the way we stand in front of the mirror, naked bodies collide so beautifully.
hate, the way i melt like butter when orifices touch.
hate, the way you always put toothpaste on my toothbrush without me knowing it.
hate, the way you always let me have my space, so that i can't wait to get you back in my arms.
hate, the way you admire my impulsiveness, turning it into a quality.
hate, the way we play our game of hate so elegantly.
au naturelle, that's how we dance to the rhythm of our song.
we let our chips fall where they may.
whether it's rowing a boat, sipping cocktails on a rooftop,
falling asleep in a club, getting so high in coffee shop,
cycling through city after city, finding chill out spots,
hanging out till dawn, stuffing ourselves till we can't move,
meeting retired french couple, or young folks by the river bank,
barbecuing with friends and losing each other - you were always by my side.
that's what i need, a partner in crime during the day, a devoted lover by night.
keep up with me, adventures await.
i will be there to hold your hand as we jump off into the world of unknown...

come home, come and lie next to me.
let's stare at each other for hours.
i can feel your soul, your beautiful soul.
generous and caring, compassionate and kind.
we'll sleep under the moonlight,
and wake up to birds chirping in the woods.
i'll hold you tight, make all of your fantasies come true.
we have our own orchestra, the world is our playground.
come to me, pour your heart out.
we shall laugh, sing, dance, cry together.
our beats are in sync, our souls intertwine.
at this moment, i simply want our orchestra to keep playing this sonata.