Beautiful Tension

I got tensed the other day Asked myself will there be heat in the may,  Some stupid question over the bay,  Tonight I learned that I may not be the one but always bright as day.  Tensing is not bad in the breaks,  It lets you flow like the water of the lake,  Make you more of you and less of fake,  Flowers in my hand and life on stake.  I asked them to get me a cup of tea,  So that I can beautifully tense near the sea,  Short, sweet and soft but it got me hurt by knee,  Maybe a sign to stop having the beautiful tension baby.