As a lonely man wondered through the streets
Feeling short-changed and blue
He thought about trust and loyalty
The feelings he never knew
Not once could a girl take his breath away
His heart never skipped a beat
His pureness awakened my interest and soul
It was curiosity, adoration, or moreover need…
As if he was playing with the sunlight and rain
The tenderness enriching his dance
As if he was inviting me to his hands and lips
Knowing I would never have a chance
When the rain started fading
The rhythm was gone
I silently whispered
“To him I belong”
He turned like a whirlwind, my remark had been heard
He noticed I delivered him fame
I fled into an alley, playing the love
But I’m getting used to the game