My romantic and broken...

i can't speak i'm so cold

but I'll come with the sun

that will never want leave you

that always so warm,

I am, and I will, I will always be here

but i can't admit that i was until,

Although was the same as before universe,

ideas and dreams, and certainly nothing

and then it was you, when nobody cares,

we doomed to love, being stuffed of laughing,

my gentleman,beast

My prudent sharp strife

before, i would sell, forego this dumb life

but now life has turned in the being of you

most precious and sacred that ever can be

my laugh and my wrists all this is for you

just take all of this, not forget super glue

my dreams, my pillow and my knees

for you my dear, my darling cheese

my walks, my cigs,an ardent temper

lie in the oven close to Pepper

behind the cupboard, after socks

my fingers hiding like a locks

my soul that always so ethereal

awaits in lumber-room of cereal

just look forward, keep spirit free

ahead where other parts of me

somewhere on bench

my kiss in  french

where sky in frame

filled of the planes

and falling stars

of coldest Mars

the dawn or dark

continue to hark

the sadness or fun

keep running to sun

that i'll bring to you

together with glue