Written by: Florentina Laic

I need your hand 
To support my way, 
Your sein to embrace 
My breast every day. 

The arome of your body 
To refresh the smell of mine, 
Your breath and mouth 
To get cooler my shine. 

I need your smile, 
To be near me every time, 
Your eyes and their heat 
To get lost in mine and slime, 
Their look and their love 
To mirror in mine, against time. 

I have always needed you, 
In my harsh, heavy way, 
To defy all is black and to view 
All my blackness and stay. 

From ash to raise me - become new, 
I really, really need you.