She doesn't love you
She only likes your metaphors
That's all there is to it
She likes the rhythm of the flowing river
Be a river so she likes you
She likes the coupling of light and thunder
In perfect rhyme
And her breasts drool over a letter
Be a letter so she likes you
She likes the elevation of the mass
From matter to light
From light to resonance
From resonance to feeling
Be one of her feelings so she likes you
Be one of her feelings so she likes you
She likes the battle between her chest
And the night
Oh love, you have tortured me
And this river is splashing its wild bursts
Outside my bedroom
Oh love, make this pleasure an addiction
Or I will kill you