do you deserve...

... my love?

with your clumpsy manner? (so cute)
your rough skin? (i want to kiss it forever)
yout little tyre around the waist? (i want to wrap myself around it)
your huge hands? (which make me quiver upon your touch)
your nervous gaze? (i dive into your eyes relentlessly every time i see you)
your shyness? your fear? your amateur tricks? (every painful and/ or not moment with you is a joy, which i can't, nor i wish to, explain)

unshaved agitation i don't know the next thing that it is going to come out of your mouth; it might be good, it might be ridiculous, it might be nonsense (i am being very very leniant here), or what you are going to do; it might be nice/ beautiful, courageous, it might be mean/ silly/ plain stupid...

i don't care i don't care i don't care
i am chemically devoted to you... with no fear and no compromise, of course (but you know that already); it is a yes...

and remember, what you do, i can do better, but i choose to go against your grain, instead, much better challenge, not that i expect you to understand with that simple head of yours, that i shall offer more love, without being taken for a fool...

the art of life... contradictory and wonderful...

now, the other question is... do i deserve yours? as i said it before, i am saying it again: everything begins from the self and ends there too, so i might as well start first...