A Fragment: The Chair
I felt so beautiful For a while When Paul i dial In the mind, He never is away Always there ready to call For some imagined pleasure Will I dare this time? To touch my own body And think of Paul? I felt so beautiful
For a while For a while, And so it goes No one knows The come, and goes When in reality We only talk Look at each other As foe I could become needy But i do not When i see his smile i can not Be angry For saving my life Again, again and again Whats the plan? Nothing, I just felt beautiful for a while Put some Make Up on And smile For Paul With Paul There In The Chair Nadiya.